I am not making light of the much worse and horrid things happening all the time, nor do I believe that any of them are preferable to dust. I fully acknowledge that dust is not the worse thing we endure on the island… now I can proceed with my moan about it!
Dust is evil on two accounts: my house and my health. Anyone who has lived in in another European country apart from Cyprus knows only too well the massive difference dust – or a lack of it – makes to your home and the daily upkeep of it.
In Cyprus, no amount of cleaning can ever truly get rid of the dust. And this is not helped by having tiles instead of carpet. You literally have to dust surfaces every day here, and whilst most people bypass this nuisance by employing a cleaner, there are some who do not want (or can’t afford to have) someone else clean their home.
I had a cleaner who came once a week for a time, but it didn’t work out; it took me longer to clear the surfaces and floor of ‘stuff’ and tidy things away than it did for her to clean (the joy of having young children). And so we struggle to keep our home in a semi dust-free state as much as is feasible.
I can’t stand seeing dust on everything, and when I moved into my first home out here as a young adult, I quickly realised that the beautiful image I had of pots and pans hanging off of hooks in the kitchen and items displayed quirkily on shelves was a truly terrible idea… unless you want to be wiping the dust off of them constantly.
Nowadays, I keep as much as I can behind closed cupboard doors.
But the more sinister side to dust is the health issues it can cause in susceptible individuals. Thankfully, I do not have serious...