Forced to stay indoors today by Typhoon Hagibis (oh why couldn't it be Typhoon Haggis?), so I thought I'd make the most of it by rotating my wardrobe; away go the short sleeves and out come the long. Twenty shirts ironed in one afternoon. In honour of Eliud Kipchoge's historic sub-two hour marathon this afternoon (I was too young to watch Neil Armstrong land on the Moon, but at least I saw this), I am now in training to be the first man on Earth to iron 42 shirts in under two hours - there are no limits!
(Thank you to Arthur for the Iron Man gag, and thank you to Valerie for the photo and "awesome pose" instructions.)
The Iron Master.