My auntie calls underwear shreddies. I don't know why.

That used to be my favourite cereal. :bawling: I hate you.

FYI my nan calls them grundies.

Ew, they're disgusting. They look and taste like one of those wicker laundry baskets :umm2:

I can't comment, I've never chomped down on my grandmother's furniture.

She wouldn't even let me add sugar :hmph:

Does she knit them?

Sugar on shreddies. :flutter:

Soggy shreddies. :drool:

You are disgusting

I have a dryer

When I push it out through gritted teeth and it squelches. :drool:

Omg soggy shreddies are the best

OMG..this is the topic in our house at the minute, tumble dry everything apart from some of hubby's stuff that he insists does not go in.
Anyhow, I have been folding his t-shirts for ages, saves ironing, then last night ge decided he would do his ironing..out of the blue, first time in his life mind.
Turns out he has been putting most of his clothes to one side as it is a bit creased.
:laugh: All hung nice and neat on hangers on the airer in the spare room as well.
If only he would turn his hand to ironing all the bedding..the blanket be is full to the top..a good few saw t get it all done, my own fault as I haven't done any snce before xmas:bawling:

I draw the line at ironing bedding! :fist:

Wow. So not even your sheets get hot action :worry:

I am hot enough. :fist:

No Marsh, nothing better than getting between a pair of newly ironed sheets.
Have to be ironed both sides as well, the same as the quilt cover.

I don't think I like what I've learned about my fellow TiBBians tonight. Feet unwashed, clothes unironed. Its sickening.

I have to as I can't bear to wear anything creased.

Idk how to iron :shame: I don't think I've ever worn something that had been ironed

I iron my clothes... but not bedding. I fold it carefully instead. My ironing board isn't big enough for sheets.

Legend. I'm so full of admiration x

I iron.....I don't mind doing it to be honest. Can't have anyone leaving my house with crumpled clothes. I do my dads too.....it's the only thing he refused to tackle after my mum died

Well it's not something I'm happy about or take pride in. :oh:

:clap1:

It takes a lot of courage to leave the house in clothes wrinkled like an old man's scrotum.