A domestic !

Several years ago I went to our local market for replacement bags for our hoover and the stallholder asked me whereabouts the on switch was to identify type of bag. I fessed up that I did not know as DH did all the hoovering. The stallholder (a man) told me I should be ashamed of myself .

I should say that I blame my mother. She once told me that during the war she looked at the polished furniture falling out of bombed houses, thought about the woman who had spent her life polishing it and vowed she wasn't going to do that. She passed it on!

Since my husband's retirement we pretty much split domestic chores, I do food shopping and all the cooking, rounding up the washing, loading the machine. He's very good at clearing up generally, washing pans, loading the dishwasher, tidying up the garden, we split the ironing down the middle. He got fed up with heavy duty housework, cleaning showers etc. don't blame him he always applied more elbow grease than I ever could. However, a couple of years ago he hired a cleaner, several hours once a week, I did think "are you mad!" at the time, now I realise would hate to live without her I love an immaculate house, she comes on Tuesday and it's fab for a few days, although we do tidy as we go. Grandchildren quite often stay on a Friday or Saturday every other week..........and well suffice to say after they've gone it can look as if the house has been ransacked