That whily window cleaner came...

...a week early, but I'll forgive. He's not due till 12th November now - I'll be watching that calendar like a hawk. He also told me he's going to Thailand for a month in January. I just kept staring at the gap where his two front teeth should be, willing him to go away and thinking "Eeeeeeuuuwwww I dread to think what you get up to there."

Vindicated

So the rascally window cleaner came round again today saying it was "a few days short of 3 months" since his last visit, and this time I had actually written down the date of his last visit so I was able to send him packing.

Sounds like all hell has broken loose here - Jambeans is moaning and Felix is screaming blue murder as I write.

My cheeky window cleaner...

...came round to clean the windows today. He's only supposed to come every 3 months, so the sweepstake is now open as to how soon before he comes round again, chirpily pretending that he can get away with it. I can't begin to count the number of times he's tried to charge me more money, or come too frequently.

Does he think I am thick? How does that work? How come he thinks that I could be the thick one out of us two??? Ooooh it makes me so mad.

Mr. Window Cleaner - your card is marked my son, your card is marked.