A Day in the Life of a Window Cleaner. (or another hairy tale!)

Romantic Suspense Books


(One of my sparkling clean skylights)

I cannot stand cleaning my windows. Going by the round my window cleaner covers, I don’t think I am alone in this aversion. It’s hard, dirty work and apart from not liking it, I don’t seem to be able to get that fabulously clear finish, that professionals shine.

If I attempt washing my own windows, I end up doing them at least three times before giving up and looking out of misted, streaked windows for the next several weeks until my window cleaner comes and sorts out the mess of them I have made.

So a few years ago, I decided that I won’t bother wearing myself, my sponge, or my patience out ever again.

Great! I can hear you all cheering my independent spirit! But leaving my windows has left my window cleaner with a slight problem. To clean the skylights in my…

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