Sometimes it feels a little like living in a laundry here, especially when there has been a sudden influx of textiles. I seem to have been washing things for weeks which is probably because I have. This morning we had the first real sharp frost of the season, here in the West of Scotland, and the grass is still crisp underfoot. The car would have to be scraped if I was going out this morning. (I'm hoping it will have thawed out by this afternoon!) But the sun is shining now, and I've been pegging laundry out already, because - so somebody once told me - a little frost is excellent for whitening old linens. This is definitely the case. And they smell very fresh when they come in as well!
3 comments:
Goodness Catherine you do get some nice linens we should call you the washer woman as you are always in the laundry.LOL.
Hugs Mary.
I feel a bit like a washer woman at the moment!
I have just found your blog and, as a fellow linen/textiles dealer, I have to agree with your post where you complain about other sellers abusing the linens that they sell! One of my daughters lives in Glasgow so I know what the crisp autumn mornings are like (and the cold wet ones too!)
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