Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Hoover talk!

Hoovering is not fun. Housework isn't too bad if you've got music playing loudly (my personal favourite is John Barrowman's rendition of Copacabana...), but annoyingly the hoover seems to enjoy drowning all happiness out. However, there's an exception...

Being on the latest shift at work a few days ago, one of my duties included hoovering the shop floor. I wasn't really bothered about this, but as soon as I saw I'd be handling Henry Hoover, I nearly died with excitement! I've always loved the concept of a hoover with a face but had never been blessed enough to actually play with one!

So off I went, cleaning up loose thread and small balls of stuffing fluff, all the while talking to Henry. It's a bizarre thing, speaking to a little face who masters in sucking. I even gave the little fella into trouble for whizzing off in the wrong direction when I gave him a little tug!

I've made it my mission in life to own a Hetty Hoover. As much as I love Henry, there's something so appealing about the luscious pink shade of Hetty. I also feel, given her feminine gender, that she may be a little bit more cooperative and helpful! I also plan on getting round to buying a mini Henry and a mini Hetty for the desktop - have you seen anything cuter?!

I did try talking to the duster cloth, but it ignored me. How rude! For now, I shall stick to socialising with those cleaning instruments who have the ability to brand a smile. After all, I wouldn't want to run the risk of seeming insane...

Amy x

1 comment:

  1. I've never seen a Hetty hoover before. Henry yes. But Hetty no. Is it similar but with false eyelashes and lipstick?