I set to with my cloth & Windowlene.Soon with lots of elbow grease they are shining!
It took me back to my Granny's house & one of my earliest memories of her before she married my Grandpa & still lived in her tenement.She had a wee hole in the wall bed & I can remember waking up in it & being googled eyed because Granny was hanging out the window! Obstensively to clean it but as I know how she loved to gas I am sure she was chatting to her neighbours.Unusal for me to be there as Granny didn't do babysitting & I must have been four or under.
I could feel the cosiness of the blankets & the oddness of not being with my Mum & I can see the wee clock which ticked by the bed & Granny had glued something on top of it.She was aye fond of accessorising &changing things long before the House Doctor &Changing Rooms.
I remember my Mum used to clean her windows with either vinegar & newspaper or just newspaper & elbow grease.It was a matter of pride to have your windows clean for the weekend & off course New Year.
The curtains would be newly washed & ironed & blowing in the breeze or gale depending on the time of year! Mum would have us "help" doing the bits that little arms could reach & we would be singing or listening to stories or being told off depending on what was happening then.That seemed to coincide with the teen years & we were expected to do them by ourselves-no fun!
I know when I went to USA for the first time how shocked I was that the windows were rarely washed.They didn't seem to need it though maybe the higher altitude in the Rockies!
Remember when you just knew that some grown-up was spying on you from some window ready to report your every misdeed?
Looking out the window to see if Granny&Grandpa were getting of the bus or if Daddy was coming home from work.?
That's the windows done only problem is now the paintwork's looking grubby! That can wait the decorator's coming next month so there's not much point & I'd rather be chasing my lang deid ones anyway!
