You, Me and a Dishwasher Makes Three

Right, time to paint a familiar picture in the style only I can get away with. You stroll casually into the kitchen one evening to get yourself something to drink. Perhaps a cup of tea, or it might be a Friday night and you’re thinking a glass of wine or whiskey might be in order (maybe you could combine the two to make winesky, I don’t know).

Much to your horror you notice that the sink is stacked up to the ceiling with plates encrusted with the remnants of the day’s meals, which included bolognaise and chicken with sticky hard drying sauce that although tasty at the time now looks so attached to your wonderful plates that it might require a knife and a good bit of leverage to remove it.

Cancel the drink then. Get those uncomfortable washing-up gloves on. Run the tap for five minutes before it reaches a decent temperature. Fumble around at the back of the sink or worse, beneath the mountain of dishes, to find the scourer or some other cloth-like implement. It’s like a game of Jenga but in this case the pieces don’t just fall down they break into thousands of pieces too.

Eventually you’ll get the bowl full of hot, soapy water. How inviting. Apart from the fact that every dish that takes more than 3 seconds to remove the dirt from, in this case most of them, results in your hands being scolded. And you haven’t even started trying to clean the burnt on pasta from that pot you conveniently forgot to clean last night.

You soon forget about the drink you came into the kitchen for and turn your attention towards how best to stack the newly washed dishes in a way that prevents them from being a health hazard. Whilst fashioning this new mountain of sparkling clean dishes you realise that a few of the ones you’ve managed to wedge into the middle of what might be described in some circles as a sculpture are not quite as clean as you thought. Cue a sudden outburst of rage and a room full of broken plates. Or is that just me?

If what I’ve just described sums up your never ending battle with the sink and the ever-growing pile of dirty dishes then I think you’ll agree that you need to seriously consider investing in a dishwasher. I would recommend the Indesit IDF125 in white. Then you can finally have that glass of winesky.