End of tenancy cleaning in London is increasingly in demand, with more and more lettings and management agencies demanding professional cleaning from their tenants on vacating their properties. While this may seem such as an expense for nothing, what is hilariously ignored about the specific situation isn’t the cleaning itself, but what those tenants leave behind for one-off cleaning companies to pick up after them.
Horror stories include live pets, collections of dirty condoms and years worth of old newspapers that had obviously doubled as intimate care products. Here are a few favourites:
Rummaging between the a large number of empty wine and champagne bottles that fuelled the end of tenancy leaving party the night time before, one cleaner actually found a living person. London End of Tenancy Cleaning A celebration casualty leftover from the previous evening who was woken up, to his great surprise, only to find that his mates had left and been replaced by a team of cleaners. The cleaners were kind enough to explain what had happened and send him off in the right direction.
A Florence and the Machine song comes to mind: one end of tenancy cleaner found a bed that had actually been set on fire. Although the flat was otherwise very clean, the guest bed, one of the only remaining pieces of furniture in the flat, had had the sheets burnt off the bed. This specific scenario was filled with smoke stains rising up the headboard and wall. Luckily it have been create and no-one had a need to call the fire department, although next tenant could have been in the market for a brand new bed.
While one-off cleaning the home of an elderly resident who’d recently moved into an assisted-care home, cleaners found a cat in the basement. Not really a big deal particularly. Chances are they found several more cats, without a litter box in sight. Apart from the cleaning itself, they reported that the smell bordered on the unbearable. A little bit of pet mess is something, but leaving all of your pets in the home once you re-locate is very another. The cats must be packed off to Battersea as, sadly, the resident was unable to own pets at her new residence.
And so, a phrase to the wise: pay attention to what exactly you leave behind, as there is a constant know who might see them and what they may need to say about it.
Alfred Halfnight is just a London-based freelance journalist with a mission to cause you to a better, cleaner, happier human being. He enjoys writing articles about the obscure facets of modern life, and thinks this is exactly what Kafka could have done if he lived in the twenty-first century.