Back in February we bought a new bed. We liked it because the frame is hinged and lifts up, allowing you to store things in the base of the bed. In a tiny flat like ours, every cubic inch of storage space is valuable. For a while, all went well and then we began to notice the creaking. Every time one of us shifted position in the bed, it creaked like the old sailing ships in the movies. In fact, if it had been an old sailing ship, you might have thought it was on the point of foundering.
Then, after a while, we began to notice the slope. There was a definite slope from the sides of the bed to the middle. We decided we had better investigate. This involved lifting the mattress and while holding it raised, trying to peer down into the base of the bed. Fortunately, the problem was easy to spot. Maybe you can see it in the photo below.
It’s a bit difficult to make out because you’re looking at black on black but you might be able to see that the black horizontal rail forms a shallow ‘v’ shape when it should in fact be as straight as a die. Either the metal rail itself, or the weld holding the metal frame together, has fractured, allowing the middle of the bed to sink, causing the slope towards the middle.
I obviously had to do something about this so, today, I rooted out the original receipt and delivery note for the bed, took some photos and printed out what I thought was the best one (this one) and took it to the branch of Dwell where we had bought it.
The manager was surprised, claiming that they never have trouble with the beds they sell, but he was sympathetic and helpful. I think the fact that I had a photo went a long way towards proving the genuineness of my case. He sent an email to the company and asked me to go home and email a copy of the photo in support of the complaint. He reckons the company will get in touch with me by the end of the week.
In the meantime, we are left with our creaking galleon of a bed. I am just a little bit worried that it may fail completely, in which case we may find ourselves thrown rudely into the bed base. If I had a sturdy object to place under the break I would do so but I have nothing appropriate. We must just hope for the best.
The rebuilding of the Angel Centre, on the corner of Pentonville Road and St John Street is nearing completion. We shall be glad when the job is done and the builders go away because the work has inevitably caused some disruption and inconvenience. At the moment, for example, not one but two of the nearest bus stops have been closed on both sides of the street because of road works associated with the project.
On the way home this evening, we spotted these two workmen dangling from ropes against the glazed sides of the Angel Centre. I thought it was worth taking a photo of them for posterity. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my camera with me as I usually do. I hate to admit it but I had forgotten to pick it up on the way out. I used the camera in my phone instead.
I always swore I would never buy a phone with a camera in it or, if I did, I would never use the camera. Not ever. It just goes to show how circumstances can make mock of our convictions.