"if you'd asked me"? Why, why would I ask? DH can see that the huge bag of dog food needs putting in the tin, he can see that the loo rolls need putting away (and the empty tubes putting in the recycling) that stuff needs picking up and putting away, that the hedge needs cutting, and that tree which I asked you to deal with last bloody year - still needs trimming. Why does he need to be told all the time? I started leaving the cardboard loo rolls in the bathroom, but when ten of them were lying around I had to deal with them. Also, every odd sock that I see not in the laundry bag is now in the bin (sometimes pairs are put in as well) Maybe it's petty, maybe I'm just cranky after being up all night with the lurgy, but I'm just really cross today!