Ironing the world

Mr B is off to London tomorrow, so the usual pile of shirts appeared on the ironing board to be dealt with. Which prompted a session trying to catch up with the unreasonable amounts of ironing my family seems to generate. The world map behind it is rotated through 90 degrees as it is *still* waiting to be put up on the wall.

In other news: more work for me and <fanfare> a job interview. My first this millenium, I think. All went well and I have a job now teaching English - as soon as a space comes up (maybe September). Another small step.

In other other news, despite our son going to a Catholic school linked to a nunnery, he doesn't know what a nun is (not even in French). Hurrah for secular education.

Backblipped yesterday's rather hazy day.