I’m starting to think that my friend Enrico is onto something about these all-in-one laundry machines. He has certainly done a good sales job on making me want one (obviously I’m not a hard sell) and then the mysterious bird that crapped on my clean laundry didn’t do such a bad sales job either for that matter. Hanging clothes on the line in the city is not quite the romantic ideal I experience at our house in the country where the lavender plants make my sheets smell nice and fresh after a day hanging on the clothesline.
Needless to say, I am doing another load tonight with the “spotted subjects” with fingers crossed for tomorrow. I would do what my friend Affie does and place them indoors on radiators but my tiny apartment doesn’t have such things. If I only had a BB gun…hmmm, is that a very Canadian thing of me to say I wonder? I shot my first BB gun at the age of 5 in my grandfather’s basement. He had girly calendar’s we’d shoot at and I guess back in the 60’s there was no such thing as politically correct things for kids to be doing at 5!
Anyways, the birds for now will be my new nemesis just like the wild boar are up in the country house…and didn’t I just read a blog recently written by an Italian girl who moved to Canada who wants to know why we like to hunt? There’s your answer my dear! Clean laundry and intact zucchini plants!