la_marquise: (Goth marquise)
la_marquise ([personal profile] la_marquise) wrote2008-09-24 07:41 pm

Dashing Away with the Smoothing Iron!

Sources confirm that the marquise today spent an hour and a half conquering the Cambridge ironing mountain.
'I thought I'd never see some of those shirts again,' commented the marquis.

[identity profile] zanda-myrande.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Iron-ing?

What is this strange word you use?

[identity profile] bugshaw.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Ironing is so lovely when it's done :-)

'I thought I'd never see some of those shirts again

[identity profile] saare-snowqueen.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Isn't it loverly to be appreciated

[identity profile] anef.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Suggest to the Marquis that if he's that attached to his shirts he might consider ironing some himself.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/ 2008-09-24 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah, it's my job. He cooks, after all!

[identity profile] were-gopher.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Cheesy TV movies help. I got a basket full done Monday to 'Elvira - Mistress of the Dark' and another on Tuesday to re-runs of 'Relic Hunter' and 'Bones'.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/ 2008-09-24 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
On, I was doing likewise. The ironing movie is a staple in this house.

[identity profile] mevennen.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The North Face of the Glastonbury ironing mountain remains unconquered by the hand of man. Or woman. Or cat. We need you, Obi Wan Kari!

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/ 2008-09-24 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Any time: I rather like ironing once I get round to it (and I still also like washing dogs).

[identity profile] elfwhistletree.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
WOOT \o/

A boxed set of Hornblower helped with the SE offshoot just this weekend ;-)

[identity profile] ms-cataclysm.livejournal.com 2008-09-25 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
It was a rare sunny day in the Marquisate. Ish, Horus and Moon were asleep in patches of sunlight. Only the faintest of cat snores disturbed the Marquise's research.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. And rang again as if an impatient finger had jabbed it and jabbed it again.

The Marquise hurried to the door to find a good looking young asian man at her door. His face seemed strangely familiar but it was only when he started taking off his shirt that she recognised him.

"Yuen!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here and why are you taking your clothes off? "

"It's no use, Marquise ! I am a desperate man. Please could you show me how you iron into the cuff creases again ?"