Picture the scene.....a few years ago, one Sunday morning while doing the ironing, Jerry Lee Lewis had a “Whole lotta shakin goin on” my daughter dropped by, I pretended the ironing board was a piano, singing along with Jerry, daughter screamed with laughter as I threw my leg up onto the ironing board, ‘playing’ with my foot, .......
I screamed with pain as I pulled a muscle in my hip.....never been the same since and realised then, I’m not 18 anymore, these days, the ironing board is strictly for ironing.