In my fledgling days of blogging I wrote how I tidied one thing up as I pass through the rooms of my house. I still do it, picking a bit of fluff off the carpet , popping something back in its rightful place, giving a surface a quick wipe. I've even got a pair of secateurs ready and waiting in the utility room and I pop outside so I can give my unruly passion fruit plant a quick prune in the time it takes to boil a kettle. The other day as I sat on the loo I found myself straightening my unruly bath ducks. You may remember Designer Duck that Louis decided was an essential part of the refurbishment of my bathroom a couple of years ago was gained a friend as part of my litter picking hoard from the beach.
I was thinking about my tidying escapades the other day. I wondered whether these regular tiny inroads into keeping the house in order save me large chunks of time when I get round to doing a proper big clean.