tartan bunker

Shirts. How, and why, did they evolve? More to the point, how best to iron the blighters, given that the material from which they’re often made behaves like a contortionist with arthritis. I was taught to iron first that long thin bit above the shoulders, below the collar – there’s always wee bits which pucker and crinkle like the flowers flown thousand o’miles to your local garage which wither and die the moment they scent a vase. Sleeves have the same mentality, and why are they bicycle-pumped into gross shapelessness. Mebbe it’s a case of a good ironing board, to stretch out the thing on a rack from the Spanish Inquisition, so mebbe I’ll have a rummage in the Professor’s old R&D cupboard at Dekaydence. You never know what you might find there.