Advanced family use series

A while ago I was out at Box Hill for work. There are lots of $2 shops there and I found more variations on the clothes peg than I would ever want to buy. I chose these roosters from a series of different shaped pegs. Unlike other $2 shop pegs, these are not at all useless. In fact, as far as pegs go, they are nearly as good as the flash Italian ones. And as they look so nice on the line, they're always at the top of the peg bucket.

Sometimes when I'm hanging out the washing and I use one of the rooster pegs, I think of an old friend who's moved to the country. I haven't seen him for a while. He collects rooster themed objects and would probably enjoy these. He's also very pedantic about hanging out washing, and from memory about leaving the pegs on the line hanging from the large hole so that they can be slid along the line. That memory is so old, like about ten years. Why is stuff about how others hang their washing still in my head?

I also like the packaging. Maybe next time I'm at departmental headquarters, I'll seek some more out. My mum likes them too.

Peg dude

Following a tip off from Susoz last month, I bought an unfamiliar washing powder, just for the peg inside. Opening the box, my nostrils were hit with a chemical grit as I felt around for the submerged prize inside. Like looking for a cereal toy, only sharper on the senses.

I'm so bad at dissolving washing powder or remembering that it has to go in the washing machine before the clothes, that I've been using liquid for a very long time. A liquid that doesn't smell like much. We've been using the powder now for several washes and it has a certain smell. It catches me unawares as I fold the nappies or put on a clean t-shirt. Not a bad smell, kind of like chemical sunshine or something. I'm guessing by the package that sunshine is what the manufacturers intended.

It also looks as though they are trying to make laundry look fun or even cool, dude. There are tips for those new to the world of washing their own clothes and asides or jokes to those who aren't. All very jolly. Not my demographic at all. Although I might buy this brand again if the peg people were an ongoing deal. I visited the website on the top of the box but am obviously too late for the peg people games.

Is it just me, or does peg dude look a little rude sitting on the line, hands on hips with a big smile?

Everyone loves a collector

So the peg collection is up and running. Both G and mum have been presenting me with new and fascinating samples of this humble item. I have started looking in $2 shops and the like but have decided after buying a really dodgy set of pegs, to try and only buy whole packets of pegs when we actually need them. The dodgy peg is the big red one below.

It looks very sensible and utilitarian but there's something inherently wrong with the design. The spring pops out after about the third time it's handled and everything comes apart. I was thinking about how much I dislike these pegs as I hung out the nappies this morning and about how such a waste of effort and resources really annoys me. Even though they are a small thing, they are so useless that they are bound to end up in landfill about 2 weeks after the packet is opened. The corn pegs, on the other hand, look dodgy, but aren't. 

Looking at clothes pegs

The other day I chanced upon this post about clothes pegs over at whipup. I followed the links and arrived at a post about clothes peg iconography. The pictures are intriguing, who knew there were so many different types of clothes pegs in the world. I keep having to go back and look again. My favourite is the somewhat worn red peg, "perhaps our strangest peg - we have no idea why it is designed the way it is."   Now I see different clothes pegs everywhere. On our line I counted five different types.

I see new ones everywhere now; at my sisters, at mother's group, at the supermarket. I'm probably going to start yet another collection. G said I could have his bamboo peg, if I do. Just what I need, another collection, but I think I will. At least pegs are small.

Below is one of the new pegs I bought last week. Our current pegs are crappy and I've decided to seek a longer lasting peg. These are Italian and look the business. Only blue and white in a pack, not as colourful as the neon ones I've favoured recently. G thinks they're an abomination, being a bit "North Melbourne." Football themed clothes pegs, now there's a niche for the AFL. Maybe on my travels I'll find some old dark navy blue pegs.

Right at the end of my peg exploration this afternoon, I realised how different this yellow one is. We have only one of these. I think the spring is quite elegant.