me dad was a windie for 40-years until his joints finally packed in at age 55 , in between them years hes always gone on it ie the hard windows to get to , his falls , his broken bones , times he had to have a day off because i was playing for the school football team , the list is endless.....told the same stories over and over again ( bless him )............now i have been window cleaning on and off since i was 16 but before now my last stint was 6 years ago so when i started taxi-ing i said NEVER AGAIN and i meant it , but here i am , a windy again AND loving it ..........so now me dad tells the same stories as before and now i listen and bore our family to death and before he goes home he says ITS IN THE BLOOD SON.....and i say .........YEAH CHEERS DAD
DONT KNOW WHY IM WRITING THIS THREAD.........JUST BORED