Domestic Delights

Limited image entry. Its time to use the imagination. Today, we'll be giving praise to some of the modern day domestic delights.

Firstly, let's give thanks to a very distinguished gentleman, by the unmistakable name of Sir James Dyson. Although I have no idea how he looks like, I certainly agree with the way he thinks like. He has eradicated much hassle to the middle-class housewife (a part time indulgence of mine) with his funky invention, the sucker that sucks like nothing else.

The Dyson Vacuum Cleaner
the sucker that sucks like nothing else

Previously, I have glanced at the Dyson Vacuum and scorned it. It looks like an industrial apparatus, more suitable in the warehouse. One wonders why does a vacuum cleaner, a cleaner, for goodness sakes, has to have a motorhead, a barrel, a telescope wrap, a dozen different brushes, etcetera etcetera.

However, after much recommendation from professionals and colleagues alike, we have succumbed to the pressure of obtaining a Dyson for ourselves. Not that one needed much prompting when one owns a canine that sheds a monumental amount of hair per week.

This smells like an advertisement and it may be one

Still, the Dyson managed to deliver. Hair (human or animal), mud, dust, broken glass and socks meet their end in the barrel of the trusty machine. The dust management fails to impress though. But all in all, no regrets. It is a pretty good sucker after all.

The next delightful invention is, of course, the dishwasher. I'll eat back all my negativity about them in the previous post because ...

Who in the world can hate dishwashers?

They are absolutely indespensable if you like the idea of feeding more than 4 each weekend. Sometimes we get 6. Or 8 ... and beware, once used, there is no going back. Life's indeed, too short to be doing dishes. Cheers!