Just a quick whinge...
I worked by myself today, but only had a handfull of jobs to do.
The first was a £30 house with a £40 conservatory roof clean (a big one) and I went out of my way to go there. When I turned up, there was scaffolding everywhere since the customer is having her house painted.
So I just left. (Although I did consider using the scaffolding to get access to the conservatory roof).
Then I went to another place in the sticks (LLangum) for a £48 job, including a conservatory roof clean; unfortunately the windows in the conservatory roof were all open; which peed me off a bit; and the customer was out.
(I've very few jobs priced like this; only a small handfull; I do terraced and semis mostly; so not showing off)
Then half-way through the job my gooseneck broke on my WFP.
AAAAAAArrrrrrgggggg.
I had to HANDBASH a Georgian windowed conservatory.
Then I was bitten by a horsefly on one leg and soon after stood in a whole load of stinging nettles and had an itchy other leg.
I ended up doing a load of bungalows; to escape the dreaded ladders; at five quid a go.
To top all this off; I had to do a Bar-B-Cue for around 100 runners in Magor for their 'after run food' for Wor Lasses Running Club and had to visit three different shops to get enough bread rolls and finger rolls. This run finishes at a pub (The Rose Inn).
I returned home grumpy; had a quick but sharp argument with Wor Lass (I'd bought the 'wrong' type of veggie burgers apparantly); had a bath and left to do the bar-b-cue.
Okay, this wasn't so bad, but while doing the bar-b-cue I was tortured to death by an old (drunken) Polish woman called Bar-ber-ra, who attempted to take over the cooking, and critisized everything I did.
In the end, I was blunt but she obviously couldn't understand, 'Look, will you please go away and leave me alone otherwise I'm going to cook you!', or she thought I was joking.
I'm going to have another bath; since I'm sticking of smoke and onions; and it will be a fitting end to the day if I find another lump on my right testicle.
Anyway, it's been extremely cathartic writing this; hope I haven't bored you too much.