Wednesday, January 18, 2012
January 18. Day 18. Airing your clean laundry in public
One of the very first things I did when we moved home at the beginning of last year was to install a clothes line at the rear of the house replacing the existing one which could be clearly seen from the street.
Superheros may wear their undies on the outside for the world to see but I prefer mine out of sight, thank-you very much.
Some friends thought I was mad - not for moving the clothes line but for hanging out the smalls at all. Their husbands' underwear might be okay outside in the big bad world but their delicates were too delicate for such exposure and were dried in the safety of the home.
My daily walk would suggest that not everyone shares my distaste for letting it all hang out. Today, after a couple of days of heavy rain, clothes lines along the walking route were heaving with the weight of washing, smalls and all.
I couldn't resist taking a pic of this one because of the angle you get from the pedestrian overpass above and because there is something really Australian about the old Hills Hoist in the back yard.