It was the deal when I took on more hours and responsibility at work, that he'd do more at home and because I didn't want it to be that he was "helping" me, we divided up some of he jobs. He is now washing and ironing monitor in this house.
And a year on, it's fab, he's taking his responsibilities so seriously and is dead chuffed with himself for keeing it all up straight, but he makes me feel so guilty when I sit around doing nothing/watching X Factor/mumsnetting while he's working. He doesn't do it deliberately and never complains, but grrr