Monday, August 25, 2008
I decided to look through my journal to see if I had any pictures that would fit the theme. I drew this picture back in May. Using pencil I sketched away with no real thought about what the picture would be. I often sit late at night after the routine chores are done and tv chatting away to itself, happily drawing. This was one of many that often don't see any daylight once the book is shut. I sketched this as I reminisced the washing lines and the grandparents when I was a young girl in the UK. The Monday wash day. That was the routine. Sunday was the family roast dinner, Monday the cold meat and mash because the women folk were doing the washing. Washing all by hand or boiling in the copper pot and then wringing through the mangle before having the good old blow in the windy weather.