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Introduction

Why do I call myself ‘The Queen of Clean’? Well, I’ve always had a huge obsession for cleaning, but when I joined the cast of Channel 4’s Obsessive Compulsive Cleaners back in 2012, one of my lovely friends presented me with a bright pink apron emblazoned with the slogan ‘Lynsey Queen of Clean’ and it has stuck with me ever since.

To explain to you where my major obsession for cleaning began, let me take you back a little. When I was young, growing up in London, my mum was always cleaning. Whenever I visited either of my nans, I saw that they were doing exactly the same – cleaning was definitely in the blood! I used to help my mum around the house a lot and I honestly believe that this is a really good move to make when you have young children – it teaches them basic life skills and encourages them to look after their belongings.

When I was 21, I moved out of home with a boyfriend. I stuck a rota of cleaning tasks on the fridge door, which my friends used to laugh at, but I was so proud that my little flat was super clean and organised. The skills I had learned when I was growing up certainly helped.

Jumping ahead a few years, tragedy hit me. I was married, living in Newcastle and pregnant with twins. I thought I had married a man who would offer me the world, but shortly into the marriage I made a terrible discovery about him and the shock sent me into labour, resulting in my twin daughters being born extremely prematurely. With no specialist facilities available in Newcastle, the girls were flown up to a special care baby unit in Edinburgh, where I found myself alone with two very poorly babies after my world had been completely turned upside down. I don’t want to go into more detail here but I have discussed this previously on my blog if you’re interested to hear more about my story.

The connection with my ex-husband sent me into cleaning over-drive. I scrubbed and scrubbed everything in sight to wash away the pain that my husband had caused me. In addition to this, special care baby units are very sterile places – you are encouraged to constantly wash your hands before you touch your babies. This situation added fuel to the fire of my cleaning obsession.

After six weeks in special care, the stronger of my girls, Olivia, was allowed to come home. A few weeks later, Mollie came home too. Mollie needed an oxygen supply, so in addition to installing a home supply, I had to take a canister with us if we left the house. It was a really hard time; my babies were so small they had to be propped up in their pram with lots of towels and I remember people staring at us whenever we went out and about. I was very lonely living in Newcastle and I hadn’t yet told my family and friends what I was going through.

Feeling very isolated and lonely, my daily walk would be to the local shops to buy cleaning products. Every day, I would load up the bottom of the pushchair with random cleaning products, then I would come home and obsessively clean until all the products were gone. This wasn’t normal behaviour, but it was something that I could channel my anger and negative energy into. It also gave me an excuse to get out of the house for an hour or so.

Eventually, I found the courage to tell people back home what had happened. Swiftly, my dad turned up with a big white van, we loaded everything we could into it and I came back home. I felt that I was literally coming away with nothing: my children were poorly, I had no career and my marriage was over.

I felt ashamed at first, but after a few weeks at my parents’ house, my dad found me a nice flat to rent. I loved my little flat – I kept it pristine and every day was very much regimented. Feeding twins isn’t easy when you’re on your own; everything has to be structured into a set routine that repeats itself daily. In between managing the twins, I fitted in a daily walk and a lot of cleaning to keep my mind busy. My little routine kept me in control and I really enjoyed being on my own with the girls. Being so structured helped my confidence start to grow again.

After a while, my health visitor helped me get a job as a receptionist in a local doctor’s surgery. With the girls in and out of hospital, I spent so much time with medical teams that it felt rather fitting. This is where I met my new partner Rob – he was a medical rep and used to come into the surgery. It wasn’t easy meeting someone new, as I had no trust at all. I had Rob CRB checked and used to watch every move he made with the girls by peering around door frames. I was a very angry person and I’m surprised he stuck around. I got better as time went on and realised he was a good role model for my girls. Two years into our relationship, I fell unexpectedly pregnant. It was a shock to the system, but having my son Jake really cemented us as a family and helped me get back on track.

As time went on, I grew stronger and started to get my confidence back. After Jake’s birth, I found I was getting bored at home, so I got some work in a local shelter for the elderly, helping them with their shopping, ironing and cleaning. The twins were now at school, so I would take 4-month-old Jake with me and he would just sleep in his car seat in the corner of the room. I loved the job. The older people looked forward to me coming and I looked forward to seeing them and I enjoyed hearing their stories. One old lady in particular also had a passion for cleaning and she used to show me her tips and tricks using all sorts of kitchen-cupboard products. I’ll never forget the first time I tried putting bicarbonate of soda down the plug hole. I was mesmerised and completely fascinated. This is when I decided that I wanted to continue with my cleaning and help people.

It was the start of my cleaning journey. My little business was growing and I had a good bank of customers. I kept myself busy and I loved to make other people’s houses shine. I really have had some amazing customers over the years. There are great benefits to cleaning for other people: you know you are making a difference to people’s lives; you are earning a good honest living; and you are even keeping fit.

OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE CLEANERS

I literally fell into the Obsessive Compulsive Cleaners TV show. I had watched the first series and absolutely loved it, but I would never have applied to be on the show. As well as cleaning, I used to work for a local magazine selling advertising space. One day, the production company called to place an advert as they were looking for people in the area with a NOT so clean home. I got chatting away to the person who had called and, before I knew it, there was full camera crew in my home auditioning me for the show! I was nervous, but also excited. I got the part instantly and, within a few weeks, I was heading up to Blackpool to film my very first episode.

Now, I didn’t really believe a house could be as dirty as the ones I had seen in Series One. I also thought that I wouldn’t actually be doing much cleaning and that a team of cleaners would be supporting me behind the scenes. I was so wrong. It was just me and the house was horrific! What had I got myself into?

It was exhausting but fun – I had an absolute blast. On one occasion I was quite naughty and, every time the homeowners weren’t looking, I chucked a load of their stuff into the skip, which probably contributed to it becoming one of the most-watched episodes. As a result, the production company asked me to continue being part of the show.

I cleaned quite a few houses in the end and we even went out and about swabbing things like cash machines and people’s pushchairs. The results were quite shocking. I also got to clean some fascinating old country manors, which were beautiful buildings that had become run down over the years. One of my favourite moments (which at the time was really painful, although I can now look back and laugh) was when I walked over a bedroom rug and fell right through the floor beneath it!

It was very challenging to chuck antique chairs with three legs into a skip only to see the home owners pull them back out again as they didn’t want to part with their broken belongings. I found it really sad, but I was there to do a job and make their homes liveable again. I learned so much about the history of the houses and met some fascinating people.

Although the show has now come to an end, during my time on it I started to use Twitter and engage with a few brands. I was sent a few freebies, which was amazing, and I did start to get recognised when I was out and about.

SOCIAL MEDIA SUCCESS

My daughters joined Instagram when they hit Year 6 – apparently everyone at school was on it, so they had to be part of it too. I gave in and let them join, but under the condition that I could see everything they were posting and I set myself up with my own page: Lynsey_queenofclean. I kept an eye on the girls, but soon started to find some great fashion accounts. I got sucked in pretty quickly – I loved looking at the outfits these girls were putting together. I also started to follow a few home interior accounts, mainly because we had recently moved and I needed a little inspiration.

One day in 2016, I casually posted a picture of a bottle of cleaning product and added in a few hashtags (I’d learned how important the hashtags were from my girls and the fashion accounts I was following).

Within seconds I got loads of ‘likes’. I only had about 40 followers, so where were all these ‘likes’ coming from? I thought it was madness that people liked my picture.

Over the next few weeks, I started posting random pictures of myself cleaning. The likes continued and I was gaining followers. I didn’t know any of these people, so I found it quite strange at first, but I slowly started to piece together how Instagram worked. I did quite a bit of research and saw that this was a growing trend, that people were using Instagram to connect with those with similar interests, and that you could make money with an attached blog, too. When I hit around 10k followers and my blog was up and running, brands started to contact me and offer me free products. I was over the moon. I mean, for a girl like me, free cleaning products are absolute heaven!

Now I use Instagram and my blog to feature products and some of my little tips and tricks. I also give product demos – these have proved to be very valuable as they save people hunting for reviews online. I like to show people that cleaning isn’t boring and can be really fun. I also talk openly about my past and how I used cleaning to save myself, which has been something my audience has really related to. I take the time to engage and interact with my followers and to support them. I encourage people to grab that mop daily, to get up off the sofa and do something positive, which in turn really does help support mental health.

I feel so proud to have created a community of people who have found comfort in cleaning. My social media journey has connected me with some amazing people and brought you this book. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed putting it together for you.

Happy Cleaning!

LYNSEY QUEEN OF CLEAN