Clean It Up
UK Window Cleaning Forum => Window Cleaning Forum => Topic started by: Slacky on January 31, 2019, 06:37:07 pm
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I turned up today at one of my customers houses only to be told that the lady had died yesterday, leaving her husband.
They'd been married 73 years
73 years! Utterly remarkable and so sad for the husband left behind who is 95. He has early stage dementia and doesnt know what has happened except his lifelong comrade is no longer there, after all thise days spent together. How sad. 😢
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I turned up today at one of my customers houses only to be told that the lady had died yesterday, leaving her husband.
They'd been married 73 years
73 years! Utterly remarkable and so sad for the husband left behind who is 95. He has early stage dementia and doesnt know what has happened except his lifelong comrade is no longer there, after all thise days spent together. How sad. 😢
Really sad. Poor old sod. I've been with my better half for twenty years in may, dunno what I'd do without her. Luckily for me I'm almost certainly going to go first.
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They say all life ends in tragedy.
I'm hoping it's Wor Lass who kicks the bucket first, so I can sell everything and party for the last few years.
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I turned up today at one of my customers houses only to be told that the lady had died yesterday, leaving her husband.
They'd been married 73 years
73 years! Utterly remarkable and so sad for the husband left behind who is 95. He has early stage dementia and doesnt know what has happened except his lifelong comrade is no longer there, after all thise days spent together. How sad. 😢
Really sad. Poor old sod. I've been with my better half for twenty years in may, dunno what I'd do without her. Luckily for me I'm almost certainly going to go first.
Yea, but you've had dementia for the last 40 years, she knows no different with you.
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I lost one this week. He must have been be 51 or 52. Lived with and looked after his mum. You couldn't meet a nicer lad. I always had a chat with him about football and racing (he liked a bet).
Last year he casually mentioned, in his quiet unassuming way, that it was cancer. He'd been ill but thought it might be an ulcer.
He was going to get himself a smartphone and open a betting account for after his surgery and I said I'd help him. He thought he wouldn't be able to get to the bookies.
Next time I saw him, he said they couldn't operate.
It's knocked me sideways a bit and I'm more than used to this sort of stuff.
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Always upsetting when you have built a good relationship with a customer and they pass away.