Ok – Routine lunchtime in work’s kitchen and dining area. Having just polished off  my left over calorie inflicted portion of last nights chicken curry, I observe a male colleague to my left making haste towards the kitchen sink. He is about to embark on an alleged process of ‘washing up’.  

• He runs the hot water – ” ok”
• He adds the fairy liquid –  “ok”
• He turns off the tap – “ok”
• He places his knife, fork and plate into the bowl and uses the scourer to wash away the food remnants  – “ok”
• He places each item in turn on the draining board and ……….  leaves it to dry - “NOT OK”
• He wipes his hands on the hand towel and walks away.

Yes that’s right people, he made no attempt to rinse the dirty water off any of the ‘newly cleaned’ items.  That’s all he needed to do. It’s not difficult. It doesn’t hurt.

I at this point am filled with complete horror whilst images of discolored water with food floaty bits flash back through my mind. He is without question A SUDDER. Unfortunately there are more out there.

This serial offender and others like him leave me no option but to declare - it’s them and us. Camp Rinse vs Camp Suds.

For all of us in  Camp Rinse let’s empower mankind to banish those soap suds and get the nation rinsing!   

“Go on try it – who knows you might like it!”

 Are you a sudder or a rinser?