Life is too short for ironing.

This was said to me by a member of staff in a hotel in Biejing in 1972. It was at the height of the Cultural Revolution, and I was on a group tour with other members of Society for Anglo-chinese Understanding. As a result of what I saw on this intensive guided introduction to a society in revolution on my return I went and worked in factories and spent years producing papers and going to meetings (maoists in england were one in a million, we used to joke). I lost my faith roughly about the time Chairman Mao got Alzheimer´s, but “life is too short for ironing” is one of the few principles I´ve got left.
No Time to Waste

Author: spanglishrose

love my life in Gijón, Asturias, Spain, in the slow lane, but connected to the world through the marvel of technology

6 thoughts on “Life is too short for ironing.”

      1. Oh, you have to know it 😉

        I copied;

        Dust if you must.
        But wouldn’t it be better
        to paint a picture, or write a letter,
        bake a cake, or plant a seed.
        Ponder the difference between want and need.

        Dust if you must.
        But there is not much time,
        with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
        Music to hear, and books to read,
        friends to cherish and life to lead.

        Dust if you must.
        But the world’s out there
        with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
        a flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
        This day will not come round again.

        Dust if you must.
        But bear in mind,
        old age will come and it’s not kind.
        And when you go, and go you must,
        you, yourself, will make more dust.

  1. I just ironed a shirt–not because I love to iron, but because it’s one of the few things I have that really needs to be ironed. What was I thinking about while doing that mindless task? No idea.

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