My Wonderful Cleaners

I have two ladies employed by a local cleaning company who visit every week for 1 hour to do my housework.

Housework?

Does that include going to my car to fetch a bag of compost that I was afraid would possibly overblance me if I tried?

And then plant my golden thyme destined to go in a pot already on the patio?

And cleaning the outside of my French windows - not just the glass but all the plastic cross bars and the base and surrounds, even looking to borrow some cotton tips to get in to the difficult corners?

And on another occasion, taking some clothes to the dry cleaners as I was not well at the time?

And taking a parcel to the Post Office to post as "it was on her way home"?

And getting a few things from the baker down the road when I have been unwell?

And changing my bed for me?

All this on top of the usual housework.

I can't sing their praises highly enough.

They came this morning and the whole flat is sparkling.

The weather continues to be warm and summery, so I shall definitely continue to wear my jumper.