Lucky enough to be getting a new kitchen.
I have been clearing out the cupboards of the old one, moving the fridge etc.
Ohhh the filth! Enough to make even a student retch.
And in its new position, light shines into the fridge at a different angle, accentuating all manner of unsightly greasy splashes and splodges - ugh! - that I never knew existed.
And don't get me started on under the fridge. < heave >
I can't talk about this to my friends. What if they think: "Well Doh! She's only just noticed her kitchen is a biological hazard? Why does she think I say: 'I've just had one thanks' every time she's offered me a cup of tea for the last three years?' "
Counsel me please, any unsanitary Mumsnetters who may be out there...