
"Part of my kitchen floor are thick with dust, grease, part of a broken mug, a few mummified oven-chips, a desiccated used teabag and a couple of pieces of cutlery", says Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic. To most people, that's filth. To some of us, that's dinner. Tell us about squalid homes or obsessive cleaners.
( , Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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If that sounds sexist, well, it wasn't meant to, I just wondered. They are meant to be, but my ex was disgusting; mucky knickers and hankies carpeted the floor, and I was the only one ever to clean the kitchen.
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 14:40, 7 replies)

Whenever she brought a fella home I always worried slightly for him how it would be.
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 14:49, closed)

I have known girls who ranged from ultra OCD clean to filthy and everything in between. My last girlfriend was particulary lazy when it came to cleaning, I would say it was one of the reasons I could never have married her (that and she was an arguementative pain in the arse).
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 14:56, closed)

My first wife and I each had our own preferences for clean so that the load was shared: I could do floors and porcelain; she could dust. We both did dishes.
My second wife trashed my house—but she forbade me to clean up! The result was me feeling worthless and rodents nesting in the piles of trash she made. Three years after her death, I'm still cleaning.
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 18:11, closed)

she lived in a large shared house with a handful of other girls. Our elder brother went to visit her, and apparently their lavatory was so utterly repellent he was physically sick from the revolting state it was kept in.
This from a bloke who was a squatter in the grottiest part of Manchester for ten years.
And don't get me started on the women on the free festival circuit who lived in the 'Skool Bus', the 'Pussy (as in riddled with pus) Pussy Posse'. The stuff of nightmares.
( , Fri 26 Mar 2010, 20:44, closed)

Saying that, my wife doesn't clean very often, I normally crack first and do it.
( , Sat 27 Mar 2010, 0:49, closed)

Some of the reasons my Princess keeps me around, I cook, I clean like a former Marine on field day, and I keep the vehicles in good repair. But the way that she treats me makes it worth it/
( , Sat 27 Mar 2010, 6:23, closed)
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