To make my life easier I recently bought an overpriced iron with which to do my huge and constant pile of ironing.
The contraption has a separate boiler for the water. A brass lined boiler. Attached to that is a fabric coated tube which is then attached to the iron. The iron itself has a very heavy base and heats up enough to iron my pure cotton bed sheets in record time.
I am scared of it.
When I was little, my mum cooked a lot of food in a pressure cooker. You kind of chucked everything in the pan and then sealed it shut with a double twist lid. On top of the lid was a little cap that rocked and whistled as some sort of warning.
It was more than once that my mum forgot to attend to that pressure cooker and the pureed slop in the pan was forced at great speed through the teeny hole in the lid and ended up on the ceiling above the stove top.
It used to freak me out whenever she cooked in it. Firstly because of the ominous noise and secondly because it meant we were going to have something gross for dinner.
This iron I bought came with a list of instructions and warnings. It makes hissing noises and the shot of steam is so loud that my dog runs out of the room. It also came with pins to clean things and rubber rings seal things for something else. And some special water measuring tube.
All too hard.
You also need to allow about eight minutes for it to heat up to full capacity so I have to keep the old iron for things that need and iron post haste.
I am getting used to it and it is good.
But I realised something recently when ironing one of my fussy, fiddly white cotton shirts. When they have washing instructions it should also come with a gauge on how shitful the garment will be to iron.
It should say “quick and easy to iron”, or “you will be spend 12 minutes ironing this shirt”.
It may not prevent me from buying the clothing, but at lease I would know what to expect.
Looks can be deceptive.