
Aside from taking out the bins and emptying the dishwasher, most of us can agree that the third household chore which makes up the triple whammy of “shotgun, not it” tasks is, of course, ironing.
The steaming, hot water-powered contraptions conjure up images of housewives in the ‘50s setting up shop for the day in front of the telly, chain-smoking cigarettes with hot rollers left in their hair for far too long. Perhaps in another world, this might be a rather appealing pass-time.