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The poem is by Rose Milligan.
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May 12th, 2015 at 9:02 am
This appeals to me too!
I have long since maintained that the best approach to housework is to invite friends round regularly – then you have an incentive to do the dusting AND keep up your friendships.
May 12th, 2015 at 1:34 pm
Hi, Janet.
True friends should be pleased to see you and not care about dust!
June 12th, 2015 at 9:26 pm
It’s true – hard to pay heed to when you’re a mum with two young children though! Interesting lady on Radio 4s Desert Island Discs this morning – an academic with a famous broadcaster father from somewhere in Eastern Europe (Eastern European sounding name). She studied at Cambridge. Her first marriage lasted 10 years and for a while she was a single mother before marrying again. She recalled how her son, aged 7, asked why his mother never looked at him when he was talking to her: she was always ‘doing the dusting’ so to speak (or in her words, doing the dishes). It did make me think. True, true: it doesn’t all matter in the end really – life is so short and you should notice the people in your life and pay them heed – easier to do as a grand parent than a parent I expect! Still I try.