This is no word of a lie. This actually happened to me.
I did my usual ring the bell and start straight away on a top window. Door opens and I grin and put a thumb up just as I realise that it is not my trusty elderly customer but a younger lady in a smart black outfit. Behind her I see four or five well dressed men and women in the hallway.
As my jaw drops in surprise a hearse pulls up behind me (with my customer led in the back) and a limo behind it to pick up the family.
So there I am pee-ing water at the fanlight, pole extended, beanie hat and hi viz right in the middle of a funeral pick up!
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I just apologised profusely, lowered my pole and stood respectfully to one side as they all stepped over my hose on the way to the cars. The husband of one of the ladies gave a gruff laugh and said don't worry mate, stick your bill through and we'll get it paid.
And they did - with an instruction to continue until the house was sold or put through probate.