I probably oughtn't do this to myself because I daresay once I publicly declare that this site is not really dedicated to putting dear V down you will all feel cheated and never visit no more, but the fact is, judging from all the responses I have received over varied posts, I'm getting a bit concerned.
See, V's a nut. But I have never denied that he's a handy nut. And obviously I wouldn't say that if he didn't do stuff to prove he's handy. Yes, there's much that he doesn't know about running a house -- but he's never had to run one before in all his twenty-nine years. And therefore there is much that he doesn't realise needs doing at all. When we first started playing house-house (or bari-bari as we Bongs would call it) he seemed to assume that laundry did itself, and kitchens would be magically cleaned and that vessels left out with food in them would not face any threat from corrosion, attract insects etc. Stuff like that. He's fast losing all his illusions. But he's also learning, if you do something carefully and correctly the first time round, it saves you time and effort later. Like, if he somehow finishes packing the tiffin while the maid's around, he doesn't have to wash up or clean up afterwards.
Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is, the man tries. Mostly. So I do not diss him. Well, not much. Not so much as you'd notice. Anyway, even if I'm occasionally a bit rude about him, there is no reason for anybody to assume that I'm a man-hater. Because I'm not. I find them silly, but I've always been fond of the critters. Especially V. So don't give him any more reasons to smirk at me or so help me God I will murder the man, and then I might miss him and it'll all have been your fault. You, commenting lightly on important matters.