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Date: 17 November 2008 12:18:04
I'm sure I've mentioned before that my luxurious seaside house also came with a cleaner. Yes. While most of my peers are in grotty hospital demountable shacks, my house has a cleaner. Who today went (in my opinion) beyond the call of duty and brought the washing in from the line and hung it in the garage where it would be rained on no longer. And they brought in some shirts which one of the boys had been airing on the balcony. And cleared the underwear from the table in the backyard (don't ask me - apparently it's what you do after a morning swim...).
What's really weird is that we have no idea who our cleaner is. Maybe it's a whole team of cleaners. Who knows?!
But I could get used to it, this cleaner business.
Maybe when I'm a rich doctor... heh. Maybe in 2050...