Did outside and moved on to do the ins. Bit of bickering between the man of the house and his good lady which slowly got more and more heated. Did downstairs and went up. Row getting louder and louder and a bit of language starting to appear. I'm now at the top doing veluxes and can hear every C word, F word, S word and some I didn't even recognise.
Finished job and went downstairs to collect my pittance. Good lady smiles hands over the £s and acts like nothings happened. Out I go and as the front door closes it kicks off again.
It's times like these I love my job
