Arriving early at this quaint little street Finding a little house needing fresh painting A nicely dressed lady came out to greet Taking me through the corridor A dog came out of nowhere and ran to my feet She apologised, saying the dog needs cleaning In fact, this whole house needs a new treat I just nodded and looked up at the ceiling Oh, I know the ceiling looks old and incomplete And look at the cracks appearing This warm beige colour adds more heat After ten years this house looks real tiring I took out my note, jotting down on the sheets I wonder when she wants to get starting How long have you lived alone Too long, she looked away, despairing When entering a bathroom, neat and sweet My eyes travelled to a single bath towel hanging Confirming that no man ever painted this en-suite I’m the one for whom Mrs Lee has been waiting