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"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)
"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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I had a friend...
He and a couple other guy friends decided to rent a house together. It was ok at first but eventually there was a point when you'd avoid going round because of the state it got to.
The top things which were not only gross, but socially unacceptable were that they constantly missed bin collections so instead of going to the local tip would pile it in the indoor walkway between their kitchen and the garage, we're talking months worth of rubbish. Due to the rubbish it was infested, no exaggeration, with flies. Flies of all kinds. Fruit, blue bottle, those huge bastards you see in the summer which look like bumblebees. Their bathtub had a ring of grease around the sides, quite close to the top, I could never understand it because they only ever showered. How could it be possible?
Those were the worst ones. Being one of their few female friends I would go round and at some time or other need a wee but hold it until my bladder could not hold any longer for fear of what would be lurking beneath the closed lid of the toilet.
They once cleaned their house top to bottom to try to get rid of the rancid smell that lingered throughout, it didn't occur to them that it may be the waist high row of bin bags outside their kitchen door.
Surprisingly they had and kept girlfriends and I even once made a deal with them that if they cleaned top to bottom I'd make them a huge sunday roast. They did and I obliged, but there was no chance in hell I was going to eat any of it from that salmonella pit of a kitchen no matter how "clean" it looked.
( , Sun 28 Mar 2010, 21:10, Reply)
He and a couple other guy friends decided to rent a house together. It was ok at first but eventually there was a point when you'd avoid going round because of the state it got to.
The top things which were not only gross, but socially unacceptable were that they constantly missed bin collections so instead of going to the local tip would pile it in the indoor walkway between their kitchen and the garage, we're talking months worth of rubbish. Due to the rubbish it was infested, no exaggeration, with flies. Flies of all kinds. Fruit, blue bottle, those huge bastards you see in the summer which look like bumblebees. Their bathtub had a ring of grease around the sides, quite close to the top, I could never understand it because they only ever showered. How could it be possible?
Those were the worst ones. Being one of their few female friends I would go round and at some time or other need a wee but hold it until my bladder could not hold any longer for fear of what would be lurking beneath the closed lid of the toilet.
They once cleaned their house top to bottom to try to get rid of the rancid smell that lingered throughout, it didn't occur to them that it may be the waist high row of bin bags outside their kitchen door.
Surprisingly they had and kept girlfriends and I even once made a deal with them that if they cleaned top to bottom I'd make them a huge sunday roast. They did and I obliged, but there was no chance in hell I was going to eat any of it from that salmonella pit of a kitchen no matter how "clean" it looked.
( , Sun 28 Mar 2010, 21:10, Reply)
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