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I always thought of myself as being fairly tidy while I was at home. Got annoyed at the constant moaning of parents saying 'tidy this up. Your room is disgusting etc etc.' When I went to university I acquired the faintest understanding of how they saw me.

I am pretty bad. My bedroom will always be clean, though not always tidy, laundry is generally filed neatly on the floor for example, but my living room was a bit of a disaster especially after recycling was introduced and our scouts (college cleaners) weren't supposed to help us recycle. There were probably one or two mugs that had more mould than coffee in them, and the carpet was stained with gin mixed with Lucozade, and the fridge stained with teabags on top.

However compared to some people I knew I was wonderfully clean. If cleanliness was next to Godliness, I was a saint in their eyes. It's one thing having a mug with mould in it, another being sick in your sink and allowing mould to grow on that as an acquaintance in another college had done. Keeping clean laundry on your floor is different to keeping dirty laundry on your floor and letting people wade through it, or covering it with a filthy dressing-gown.

I think however the most disgusting thing I have ever heard of, was not something I had witnessed myself. My room-mate told me of someone she knew who had left period pads on the radiator to dry in the bathroom. Turned face down i.e. leaving stains
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:15, Reply)