He is no stranger to a feather duster or the powers of Shake and Vac, however, the Wolves doormat we got at Christmas is presenting him with a few problems …
It seems to be making far more mess in our porch, chez nous, than the whole family’s mucky shoes put together ….
….. as it’s continually shedding it’s coconut matting all over the place resulting in Darrell having to get down on his hand and knees with our Henry to try, robustly, to keep things ship shape, but he appears to be facing a losing battle.
As per usual during every school holiday his constant refrain is how he ever finds time to go to work when there is so much work of a domestic nature to do and how “….. this flipping mat will be the death of me!” What is he like? …. I shall start calling him Anthea if he isn’t careful!