"Will you tidy up for my visits, when I've left home?" enquired Ro. "Probably," I answered. He'd noticed. El and Phil are visiting this weekend and the kitchen was looking markedly less clutterful. "Maybe you do it because of Phil" he mused "...but then you don't bother for Dilly. Must be because it's a special occasion." I agreed. Once he's moved out and it's a treat for him to visit, then I'll tidy. Right now, he adds to the clutter.
He's got a large bedroom, but somehow he needs to spread out a bit. I went into the spare bedroom to dust it this morning and found his clean washing spread out all over the bed, presumably so that it won't get creased before he gets around to folding it. This is perfectly sensible and I don't mind in the least, but it would be good if it had occurred to him to put it all away last night.
I'm just off to tidy the bedroom, I've got half an hour before leaving for the station. It's lovely when the family comes to stay.