Yesterday I attacked my mum's cupboards with a vengeance! You could never get everything in, and there were tins of soup and other bits and pieces on the kitchen tops and in bags all over the place. This isn't helped by the fact the kitchen is so small you couldn't swing a cat in there...(not that I have tried this...ever...though I did know a boy who did, not in my mums kitchen!) So after cleaning all the pots, I got set to on the food cupboards....I am not lying when I say I have filled 2 bin bags, and not the small ones, the huge dustbin liner type ones, with out of date tins, packets, jars and spices. After doing two double cupboards, I then decided to leave the 3 she has of plates, pans, unknown items and pots until another day!

Next job was to clean the oven...I don't think it has been done since she bought it about 5 years ago! Out comes Mr Muscle, and after getting instructions off my dad (I DO know how to clean an oven, shame you don't!) I set too covering it in foam....left for 2 hours while I went food shopping...well I could fit things in the cupboards now which seem practically bare! After realising it was a tougher job than Mr Muscle could handle, we gave it a 2nd coat of Cif...after scraping what burnt bits I could from the bottom of the oven. Leaving it 2 hours again while we went to visit friends, who wern't in, I came home to try again....hadn't even scratched the surface! So back to Mr Muscle for one last go, this time leaving it until after tea and a couple of glasses of wine with friends of mum and dad...(I really wish I hadn't heard some things best not heard by children from their parents!) I attacked it for one last time....Suffice to say, it will do! At least now when we put the oven on we are not choked with fumes!!