I like a tidy house. There, I’ve said it. I like sparkling windows, clear, uncluttered surfaces, freshly vacuumed floors. I like the bed freshly changed and the covers turned down just so. I like to open wardrobes and drawers and see neat tidy rows of shirts and tops, hanging freely with no bunching. I like a clean, fresh bathroom with matching towels, a clutter free hall that can be walked through and not an obstacle course of shoes and bags. The work surfaces in the kitchen should be free of junk mail, recycling waiting to go outside, coats, bags and random detritus. I like to sit on a chair that isn’t covered with abandoned socks and newspapers and maybe a tea mug that hasn’t made it to the dishwasher. Basically, I like a well ordered, clean and tidy house.
The house is miraculously like this for about one hour per week. Then gradually, the rot sets in. DH comes in and leaves various shoes, coats, jumpers, packages on the first available space. He makes a cup of tea and manages to leave splashes of tea on two work surfaces and a soggy tea bag on the side. The two digestives he has with the tea leave a scattering of crumbs across a wide area-dh isn’t keen on dirtying a plate just for a biscuit..
Before long, the house out of homes and gardens looks like a house out of farmers weekly. I sigh. I understand compromise; god knows I’ve been compromising for over 40 years now.
But it got me thinking today. Who do we tidy up for? Is it the surprise visitor who calls on a Sunday afternoon just when you’ve settled into full on slob mode. Is it to impress the neighbours with your superior housekeeping skills? DH isn’t fussy about a tidy house and I doubt if he would notice if I didn’t bother for weeks at a time. So why do we clean and tidy ladies. What motivates you to pick up that duster, or not
Tips on keeping the house cool in very hot weather
And finally.........................Please bring it back
Ah dear - why does getting older equate to diminished brain power?



so I cope with the breakfast table being a mess and stuff stacked in the back hall.
