When I’m Cleaning Windows
I’ve turned into such an old woman. Glancing through my window this morning (while keeping fully abreast of the neighbours goings on) I was mortified to find them filthy beyond belief. Dropping everything at once, and reaching for my plastic pale and jiffy I set about giving them the spruce they deserved.
Having tried many a formula in the past, I’ve settled for the best glass cleaning method I know, begrudingly taught by an overweight Home Economics teacher to a me, a definiant and disinterested teen.
Cheap and simple - just they way I like it. All you need is a bucket with warm soapy water (be sure to use a good lug of your Fairy Liquid), a jiffy cloth and the secret ingrediant - yesterday’s newspapers.
All you then need to do is get all Mr Miyagi. Warm soapy water on with one hand, polished off with newspaper and elbow grease with the other. Voila !
Now pass me the blue rinse …
