They both had ironing to do, Mrs Slovak and her. Mrs Slovak had a mountain ... far, far too much. It was a task so daunting she didn't know where to start. Then Mr VJ had an idea ... "go get your ironing, go get your iron - I'll cook us a barbeque, I'll open some wine. You two can iron in the warmth of the sun". They made it a party, they pressed and they steamed, they laughed and had fun, and now ... the ironing's all done!