Now this looks like work!

There are not many things in my life I consider work. Most days are filled with anticipation of things I enjoy. I don't mind washing, ironing, changing bed linen, cooking, gardening, etc., and I love all the administrative stuff I do with the University of the Third Age, not to mention Blip. But there are exceptions to my Mary Poppins approach to life. One is vacuuming (vacuums dislike me intensely), another is window cleaning (there is always a smear on the other side of the glass) and the third is oven cleaning (it's so messy). These days they are called "self cleaning" ovens. Well that's a bit of a myth. I call them work.