I used to wash up - till she spotted a microscopically small grease spot on the underside of a teacup.
I used to iron - till she went to work with tram lines down her blouse (I also burnt my ear when the phone rang whilst I was ironing)
I used to hoover - till I saw Queens "I want to break free"
I used to dust - till she found out I was merely moving it around the room and under the placemats
I used to polish - till she caught me spitting in the pint mugs to give them a good shine
I used to wax and polish - till she tasted the apples
So you see AK, you can get out of everything if you put your mind to it. I guess she won't be asking you to move the bikes again then
