I was looking over the edge of our balcony when I spied something that looked familiar. I went to our laundry and checked and sure enough it was missing. Our mop must have fallen off the balcony the last time I cleaned the balcony. I hadn't seen it go nor missed it and probably would not have until the next time I went to clean the balcony.
Our tiled floor area is small, so R washes them by hand. I will now do the same for our balcony. The mop was worn out anyway. It is the only thing that has ever fallen from our balcony except a tradie dropped a screwdriver once. I would never live in an apartment with a courtyard at the base of residential building. You would never feel safe.
I am thinking back to when I cleaned the balcony and it was a Grand Prix day. Perhaps I was distracted by these sky jumpers.