Ironing. Ironing is the one thing I just cannot deal with; I can manage one item, but after that I get serious rage issues and after three shirts I want to throw the iron out of the window, so as to make the biggest possible smash.

We have cleaners who come once a week, so I don't have to do too much (and no ironing unless I've fallen badly behind with laundry) but I can handle pretty much anything else if I have to. My favourite is probably tidying; I get such a sense of satisfaction from a tidy room. Or cleaning the kitchen; again, seeing it all nice.