Oh, yes, the dreaded ironing!
My excuse now (not that I ever just did it as soon as it was there) is that since retirement dh has taken over my former ironing room as his study, and is up there at least half the day.
There is also a small TV there, so when I was in the mood (not often!) I would go and do some while watching Homes Under the Hammer, or Heir Hunters.
But he is out now, so I have no excuse for not going and getting on with a huge pile of it, including a load of tea towels that were washed at least ten days ago. Not that I would bother, but they fit better into limited drawer space if ironed.
Maybe I will actually get off my a*se and get on with it now.