It's Monday Again, and I have those Wash Day Blues, no, I don't really ... but can you believe Monday comes around again? Growing up in the 50's it was always the traditional wash day, and come rain or shine the washing would be done. My dear mum originally had a washer board and a hand-mangle (I think they were called) before the more modern washing machines were available. I can remember she would use a blue bag which was meant to bring out the whiteness of your tea towels, shirts, bed linen etc. - not sure if this were true, but she always used them.
I thought I'd share a poem, hope you enjoy it.
Wash Day Blues
We all get those wash days blues
Ironing clothes and washing shoes
I wish that I could iron quicker
Baggy shorts and blooming knickers
When you think you’re near the end
In comes your son and his best friend
He grabs the shirt that you just done
And just discard the other one
The hair on your neck begin to raise
And a few choice words were put in place
The door slams as he goes out
I’m sure he is off to sit and pout
I know the shirt must be worn some day
But at least wait till I put it away
Hours pass the ironing done
Sitting relaxing just for once
Peace and calm is all around
When I hear the door handles clicking sound
In comes my son and sits right down
Then he murmured a little sound
I love you mum you work so hard
Ironing clothes to brushing the yard
Never mind son I love you to
We will put it down to the wash day blues
Poem Above By Jim O'Donnell
Now, I do have some laundry/washing to do ... so I'd better get on with the Monday wash! LOL! Of course these days it is no hardship, in fact perhaps the ironing is more of a chore than the washing - what do you think?
One important point! I always reward myself with a cuppa! Can I make you one? Would you prefer tea or coffee … ah, yes, I also have some chocolate chip (low carb) cookie biscuits.
One important point! I always reward myself with a cuppa! Can I make you one? Would you prefer tea or coffee … ah, yes, I also have some chocolate chip (low carb) cookie biscuits.
only 2 net carbs per cookie biscuit for this low carb version of chocolate chip cookies,
you may like to give this recipe a try, more details here
~ Wishing you a happy Monday ~
All the best Jan
11 comments:
I grew up in the 60's and Monday was wash day for us too. Laundry used to be a lot more work than it is now. I must admit that I still grumble about folding the clothes though.
Fantastic post, Jan. I love this.
Good poem Jan. I wash any day these days, but can remember when I only washed on Monday, oh yes, so long ago with a scrubbing board before I had a borrowed wringer washing machine :) always used bluo.
My mum had the washboard (outside) and two zinc tubs, oval shaped, but no mangle. Everything scrubbed was wrung out by hand, shaken loose and dipped into the second tub with clean rinse water in it, placed into a wicker basket then carried into the laundry section of the porch where one of the concrete laundry tuns had clean water with a bit of "blue" in it. The clothes got a final rinse in that and again everything wrung out by hand and then pegged on lines. Luckily our Australian sunshine meant everything dried quickly.
A great account of the wash day from back then, and the poem is wonderful, thank you Jan! The cookies are delicious, great!
Have a good day! HUgs Elke
That’s a charming reflection between the nostalgia, the poem, and the ritual of a well-earned cuppa, I’d say the ironing still wins as the true culprit behind those “wash day blues.”
My mother had a mangle, too. I dimly remember watching sheets going through and water being squeezed out.
I just made myself a banana shake with cinnamon. And laundry... since being home and no one (but Ingo) sees me... not even once per month!
I do not have a specific day to wash, depends on how big a load needs to be done. The cookies look yummy. Take care, have a great day!
...I've never been good at doing the laundry, but I'm great at making it.
Awww, yes, Monday was washday for our family in the 50s and it still remains the same for me today. I am hearing the tumbling of clothes in the dryer and the spinning of clothes in the washing machine as I type. :) I still have vivid memories of the winter months and hanging my dad's and grandfather's pants on pants stretchers and hanging them on the clothesline on the front porch. I have to admit that I do much prefer doing laundry today than back then. :) I find ironing to be relaxing...what I dread is dragging out that ironing board. lol
Thank you for sharing the chicken parmigiana recipe, too. You just helped me to decide what we are having for dinner tonight! I went straight to the freezer and pulled out the chicken. :)
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