THE CLEAN pair of shorts that the Centre of Laundry Excellence wrongly assumed needed to be laundered have tipped up again, in as pristine a state as they left our custody.
But in another move in the Laundry Wars, the laundry bag in the closet that said removal of the laundry bag would attract a fine has gone. We haven’t taken it. We presume it’s gone out to be laundered.
Everything else is going well. We bought a couple of shirts yesterday – they still have their sales tags on, so we presume they won’t be laundered as long as they don’t stray into No Man’s Land. No Man’s Land being any region where any piece of fabric could be construed as being laundry, we presume. This is Laundry Warfare and only the bravest cotton picking soul ventures into No Man’s Land here. ♣