Tric Kearney: It's my life

The other day, I was doing the ironing... I’ll just leave that sentence there, so anyone who doesn’t read on will think what a wonderful wife I am.

However, the truth is I was ironing, because every shirt yer man possessed was washed and waiting for attention and I’d run out of jeans.

Ironing is not a task we are inclined to argue over, as I generally spend all of 10 minutes doing it, once a month. Yer man could do it, and sometimes in desperation does, but speed is a serious issue.