Randi Svendsen is happy. Her everyday life is about keeping windows, floors, and clothes cleaner than the neighbour's. Randi's friend Edna however got a different view on the values of life: "don't clean your husband out of the house and into the arms of the secretary". Unfortunately this is already about to happen in the Svendsen-family. Thougb it's not the secretary it's the young widow upstairs. What can Randi do to prevent the unthinkable? Can the "Union for radical housewives" be the solution?—Anonymous