Description
No one knew or cared where the Newspaper of Claremont Street went in her spare time. Newspaper, or Weekly, as she was called by those who knew her, earned her living by cleaning other people's houses.
Every day she was in some-one else's place cleaning. While she worked she sang, . . . the bells of hell go ting a ling a ling for you and not for me . . . " she liked hymns best and knew a great many.
'Well, and 'ow are we?', she called out, arriving with great noise, filling untidy kitchens with her presence, one kitchen after another, for she worked steadily all day, every day, one house after another.
She would start by throwing open the windows and, while the sink overflowed with boiling water, she would pull the stove to pieces. She knew everything about the people she cleaned for and she never missed anything that was going on.
The Gothic quality and the climax of the novel reveal Jolley's ability to create a stunning and original plot.
ISBN:9780949206596
