Once again in the battle of muck verses cleanliness, or own Mrs mop heads off into the dark recesses of the pound shop.
There lurking on the shelf is a canister of Cif Lime Zest.
It's new name does nothing to confuse our heroine and she quickly grabs it off the shelf, wrestles it into her basket and makes for the till.
Pays her trusty pound and heads off on her mission.

Back in her hide out, visitors are threatening to arrive and the evil grime is still clinging onto the bath, the battle commences and its all hands on deck.

Mrs mop dons on her trusty rubber gloves, you men who have a fetish for rubber can smile now.
She takes the can and shakes it vigourously then the cool lime foam squirts out over the grimey residue of past bathing.
Damn the men in Mrs mops life who don't clean the bath after themselves.

Mrs mop waits paitiently for the evil grime to shrink and die, then gets the shower and jets warm water over the foam, this rinses away the last traces of the evil grime. The bath is now gleaming and smelling of limes.

Once again things in the bathroom are under control the visitors can now go to the bathroom safely, with out having to screw up their faces at the evil grime which would have attacked their sense of decency.

Active ingredients in the Cif, less than 5% Non surfactant, other ingredients not specified must be top secret.

Caition only agents in the mop unit can use.
Highly dangerous to children , not to be breathed in and don't smoke whilst using, its highly flamable.

This is Mrs mop signing off.