Keeping his room tidy - i know it was a small bedroom but he still managed to fill it with stuff. He would tidy it up when Charlotte came but other than that everything just got dropped on the floor. Being beaten - he moaned about someone (i can't remenber his name )in the Reford Wheelers who was older than him but kept beating him! Blowing his nose - he always maintained it was my fault because I had never taught him to do it. He used to drive us to distraction with his sniffing. Washing his clothes - at Bangor he used to just hang his clothes up and let them freshen up naturally, so when he came home he did the same. I used to have to go in his room, pick his clothes up, usually off the floor and smell them to see if they needed washing. Spelling "soldier" - One of his A level teachers, Ms Hutchinson, used to tease him about the way he always spelt it "solider". Funnily enough his lecturers at Bangor suggested he get himself tested for Dyslexia which he did beceause there was a grant available - and he did come out as slightly dyslexic. He was generally hopeless at punctuation, asking me to check his writing both for his degree and even for e-mails at work. Washing up - he was brilliant at this when he was out of work but as soon as he got a job he seemed to think it started to do itself. Mind you, i understand he carried on doing it at Charlotte's house !