My husband's obsession is cleaning the loo. It's always immaculate so I hardly dare sit down
I became a housewife at 13 when my mum was dying and it bores me stiff now. I don't mind the occasional blitz but I can't be doing with all this regular dusting and polishing business - I've had nearly half a century of it and enough is enough

I quite like finding pockets of amazing dust or three year old tissues hiding down the back of the chest of drawers, and as for culturing new strains of mould in the fridge - well it's one of my favourite passtimes

No not really - I do like my food to be as immaculate as my husband likes his cludgie