A small, thin, dapper man arrived in an old, neat van to clean the gutters, and his smile as he came into the house was infectious. I liked him immediately.

I noticed how clean his clothes were and was reminded of a Grand Designs I once saw where a cleaning company millionaire was the neatest, most OCD person I had ever seen. No wonder he was so successful: his life was his work.

This man was here because all the other numbers I had called, via all the usual sources, had resulted in failure. Every company was inordinately busy.

I found him via my dentist friend Kieran after I had entreated my various WhatsApp groups, and it seemed I had hit the jackpot.

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“I’ve just the ticket, my compadre – a local man available tomorrow!” Kieran had messaged.

“Send him my deets and thanks in advance,” I replied, and poured a vitamin tablet into a........

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