I was at my computer while the window cleaner lowered his lift to my window. For a few seconds I pretended to be busy, staring at my computer, not sure if I should acknowledge his presence. Then from the corner of my eye I saw that he had soaped the glass and it looked wonderful. By instinct I grabbed the camera and clicked a picture. It was like he was in and out in under 60 seconds, not actually in per se, but you know what I mean.
In those 60 seconds I wondered if he could see the mess my house was in and was judging me by the half eaten piece of bread lying desolately on the dining table. Oh well, in the next 60 seconds some rapid tidying up took place and the bread in question binned.
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