Another productive day of getting work done for clients, writing, and getting excited about Hallowe’en. I’ve picked out the boardgames for the event we’re hosting on Monday, and am looking forward to making a Spotify playlist to go with them!
Bonus handkerchief update:
I mentioned the other day that one of the dresses from my vintage fair haul had yielded a bonus handkerchief that had been left in the pocket. While I don’t use and have never used old-fashioned cloth handkerchieves for the actual intended usage of blowing my nose (because EWWW, they invented more hygienic disposable tissues for that as far back as the ’20s), I have always collected them, because people kept giving me their old ones when I was a little girl without realising that I would grow up to be a HOARDER WHO WOULD HOARD THEM ALL. Yes, I still have this particular hoard, and I thought this new bonus one would be a good addition to the collection.
I was obviously going to wash it first, though, because even though it was neatly folded in a way that indicated it hadn’t been unfolded for over thirty years, you don’t know where things have been if you buy them secondhand. When I found it in the pile of clean laundry that Geth had tumble-dried today, though, I was surprised to find it was all creased. Why was it not nice and flat like the rest of my handkerchief hoard, like I had found it the other day?
Then I remembered that there is this thing called an iron that I have never owned (I (a) once accidentally burnt a silk tie of Geth’s and have been too scared of ruining stuff ever to try ironing again, and (b) don’t have the time for ironing), and had a strange, terrible flashback to a memory from early childhood involving people actually taking the time to iron their handkerchieves. Did people ever do that? Maybe it was just my mum teaching me how to iron by letting me iron something small and cotton that couldn’t be ruined? Either way, I’ve got the horrible feeling that I’m going to have to take my bonus handkerchief with me the next time I visit someone who owns an iron (99% certain this will be Mum and Dad) so that I can iron it flat, because until then it’s not fit to join the rest of the handkerchieves in my hoard. Sorry, bonus handkerchief.
I’m sure you were all eagerly anticipating that update.
Today’s earworm playlist:
Tears For Fears – Everybody Wants To Rule The World
Sigala and Ella Eyre – Came Here For Love
New Order – Temptation
Carter USM – And God Created Brixton
Duran Duran – A View To A Kill
Adam & The Ants – Antmusic
Dave Stewart and Barbara Gaskin – It’s My Party