Washing up is so very hard to do....

 Washing up is so very hard to do....especially in kitchens that started life with an inbuilt dishwasher...and so with little space for wet crockery....

I do remember 'washing up'....it involved rubber gloves, aprons, plastic basins and squirty liquids, brushes with long handles and sponges, some with one rough side.. and it involved many, many stages.

1/ remove any stuck on stuff from plates, this requires a compost bin and a flat spatula which will need washing later.

2/ glasses and cutlery first - if you have a rack or a recipient to let them dry naturally you are in luck, otherwise immediate drying with a cloth is necessary, glasses tend to get streaky - this usually means being two persons at the sink, one to wash, one to dry..and a good supply of extra fine cotton dish drying cloths...

3/ plates - and any other china items - come next.  With luck you might somewhere have stored a plastic, or wooden (rather unhygenic) folding drying rack and with even more luck it might just fit on the 'draining' surface next to the sink..If not, each plate or bowl will have to be dried as it comes out of the hot water...

4/ at this point a break is recommended (tea, anyone? oops more washing up) whilst the pans are left to soak for a while before being scrubbed - this is where a long-handled brush is better than a sponge as you do not wish to put too much stress on your rubber gloves..

Stages 1 - 4 are likely to be repeated three times in the course of the day,


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