

Look, cleaning is one of those necessary evils that comes with adulthood, right up there with remembering bin night and sorting out your super.
I don't love it, I don't pretend to be good at it, but I do like having a clean-ish home that doesn't look like a toddler-sized cyclone named Rex tore through it.
Over the past year, I've become a low-key expert in time-saving cleaning shortcuts. Not because I'm a domestic goddess, but because I don't have the time or mental bandwidth to be one.