WASHING UP!

Auckland Star, Volume LXI, Issue 39, 15 February 1930, Page 3 (Supplement)

WASHING UP!

Washing up! Isn't it gorgeous? And isn't it exciting to know that as soon as tea is finished, you have to jump up, clear the table, and scrape the dirty plates? Then comes the quarrelling; for everyone, being so anxious not to be left out of such a splendid entertainment, lights vigorously for tlie tea-towels. Example: — All rise from table, and suddenly Joan exclaims: "Why, I nearly forgot, there is the washing-up to be done. Isn't it lovely; it's much better than going with Tom to the pictures!" Marie: Oh clear, you're not a bit fair; look, you've hardly left anything for me to clear away. Mother (warningly): Soon there will be nothing! We're not going to wait for you. (Cloth is taken off table and all retire to kitchen.) Marie: Joan, give me that tea-towel. You cleared nearly all the table, and it is only fair you should let me wipe up. Joan: I won't; tljere is sure to be plenty more. Marie: There are no more, 1 tell you; they're all in the wash. Joan: Well, you are not going to get this one. Marie: I am! Joan: You are not! (Struggle ensues, each pulling one end of towel. Only ends, because a loud splitting sound is heard.) Marie: There, now, you've torn the towel. Joan: I-didn't; it was you. Marie: Wasn't! Joan: Was, etc., etc. But, joking aside, don't you delight in having to wash up? I do; to tell "the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth," I would give anything to be allowed to wash up after every taeal— I don't think.