i know, of all the things in life there are to be jealous of, i chose a washing line.
as some of you know my washing machine has been broken for sometime now. so all my washing is being done at my mums and then i'm carting back in home to hang it on the line, where it wont catch a breath of wind all day and still be wet in the evening when i take it in. whereas my mum's washing is currently dancing about her garden with such enthusiasm it is almost gloating to my sad, wet washing.
i am sooo