Dysons? They Suck. Fact.

When I got married (almost *cough* 20 years ago…), I grazed the pages of the Argos catalogue (no one could ever say I was an Essex Gel wiv no class, eh? And yes, I ended up with a fair smattering of Eternal Beau patterned items. *sigh*) with avaricious greed. A new home, and a Wedding List to use to populate it. Marvelous – many evenings entertainment was had.

My vacuum cleaner of choice? The Vax. It was new. It was daring. It sucked AND it washed. How modern and With It I was. Only it didn’t. Suck, that is. not very well, anyway. And it may have washed, I’m not sure. I never once tried it to find out.

Five years later, it’s non-sucking-suckiness got the better of me, and I went New Vacuum Shopping. But lo – a new star was on the market. A whizz bang clever one which whirled the dust where you could see it. No more HATED (expensive) bags. And it was pretty too. Win!

And so began my love affair with Dyson vacuum cleaners. And here I am, 13 years later. With my latest Dyson beast under the stairs, waiting to spring into action when I need it. Four children and a dog put it through its paces, but it’s always man enough for the challenge.  Five years ago Model No.1 finally decided that two Christmas-trees-worth of needles was actually just too too much for an old man of the carpets, and it hiccupped and died at the grand old age of ten.

I looked at others, I honestly did. But firstly, I love an upright – I’m tall, and the small ones I’ve tried give me back ache (and I’ve tried a few, in a previous life I spent a short spell as a Housekeeper in some rather grand country houses). Secondly – call me a child but I love being able to see how much dirt I’m sucking up. Sad, but true. Thirdly – the simple fact remains that I love them because they work. I can do my entire house (which is very wide) by only moving plug once. The hose is long enough to reach all the way up the stairs without balancing the vacuum on a narrow step half way up. All the tools clip securely and are there when I need them. And it’s a pretty boy. Oh, and of course there’s the whole Hepa Filter thing (You think maybe removing the dust, mites and pollens which fire up the husband’s allergies should probably have come before the Pretty factor? Ah well.).

What’s not to love?

Dysons Suck. They do. And we love them for it.

If you’re old school like me, and love an upright vacuum you might like to take a look at the Dyson dc33 – the £260 is money well spent, I promise.


Author: Laura

A 70's child, I’ve been married for a Very Long Time, and appear to have made four children, and collected one large and useless dog along the way. I work, I have four children, I have a dog… ergo, I do not do dusting or ironing. I began LittleStuff back in (gulp) 2004. I like huge mugs of tea. And Coffee. And Cake. And a steaming cone of crispy fresh fluffy chips, smothered in salt and vinegar. #healthyeater When I grow up I am going to be quietly graceful, organised and wear lipstick every day. In the meantime I *may* have a slight butterfly-brain issue.

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