Half a Bed and a Double Glazer

I am resigned to having to get up in the middle of the night on a Monday to lurk for the bin men. Unfortunately I must have briefly lurked in the wrong place because my bin was neatly returned to the pavement but not within my boundaries. Perhaps they thought my neighbour would want my bin. It is, after all in pristine condition being regularly deep cleaned. I do give to charitable institutions but dustbin charity firmly begins and stays at home! I am not resigned to repeating an early start on a Tuesday but since the replacement base is arriving I have had to haul my protesting carcase out of a warm bed for the second day in a row.

As I type, the double glazing man is attending to the draught in my lobby. Since this involves opening and closing the front door the ground floor of the house is now rather draughty too. It is perilously close to the time when the first bed delivery was made and I fear that my prediction of a pitched battle between the double glazer and the bed men may prove to be fact.

Meanwhile the two bed bases have been undone and separated in the optimistic hope that a new and unsullied half arrives today. Note the Symi carpet on the wall - supported by the ubiquitous IKEA curtain pole.
The other, nasty stained base now resides on the landing where it will languish until the bed base delivery service deigns to come and collect it.

I leave for the Lake district on Thursday so it will not be too much of an encumbrance to me. Unfortunately a friend is arriving on Thursday night to stay for a few days so she will have to squeeze past it to get to her bed. I hope that my return on Saturday will not find her wedged and starving on the landing. Perhaps I should leave a strategically placed survival  pack there just in case.

The double glazer has completed his work on my and my neighbour's house as he had a draught up his lobby too. We haggled the price of the double glazing down by dangling a tempting joint installation in front of several firms. I rather enjoyed the sight of various salesmen desperately vying for our favours in the knowledge that half a dozen or so other firms also had their snouts in our single glazed troughs. A quick check of the offending draughty areas seems to indicate an improvement although we do not have the howling gales of a few days ago. Time will tell and I am hopeful of an ambient temperature in the lobby area.

Ending on a happy note it has just been announced that our next King but one is to be married in the spring or summer of next year. The Royal succession is further assured and my lobby should be warmer. All I need is the arrival of an unsullied half of a bed and my cup should runneth over.