Edit..........just seen post by @johnnyb47 ..........this is not a highjack 
For 50 years of married life I worked..........sometimes very long hours. Mrs Dave looked after the kids and her sick mother (and mine later on).
So it just happened that I was out working and Mrs Dave looked after the house. Nothing chauvenistic........that's just how it was.
Now I am retired and (hopefully) beating the big 'C' that came calling I am taking my share of housework.
I have to say......and have told Mrs Dave so.............I had no idea some jobs could be such a pain.
Changed all the bedding earlier. All it is, is protector (no we don't pee the bed), base sheet, duvet and pillows. But what a pain. That bloody duvet DOES NOT WANT TO GO IN TO THE COVER!!!
So this is my tribute to Mrs Dave and all you ladies & lads who have done this, without moaning, week in-week out, for years.
I take my hat off to you

For 50 years of married life I worked..........sometimes very long hours. Mrs Dave looked after the kids and her sick mother (and mine later on).
So it just happened that I was out working and Mrs Dave looked after the house. Nothing chauvenistic........that's just how it was.
Now I am retired and (hopefully) beating the big 'C' that came calling I am taking my share of housework.
I have to say......and have told Mrs Dave so.............I had no idea some jobs could be such a pain.
Changed all the bedding earlier. All it is, is protector (no we don't pee the bed), base sheet, duvet and pillows. But what a pain. That bloody duvet DOES NOT WANT TO GO IN TO THE COVER!!!
So this is my tribute to Mrs Dave and all you ladies & lads who have done this, without moaning, week in-week out, for years.
I take my hat off to you

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