A new bed? Not today

We have for a while been talking of buying a new bed. Our present bedstead is looking dangerously rickety while the mattress tends to dig you playfully in the ribs when you are trying to sleep. Today was to be the day when we bought, or at least chose, the new bed and accompanying mattress.

Amwell Street
Amwell Street

We started by walking to Amwell Street and the friendly deli on the corner.

Outside the deli
Outside the deli

While having our coffee outside the deli, we watched, as we often do, the opening ceremony of the shop opposite. This takes place at 11 am and involves undoing several locks and removing the external metal shutters from the door and windows.

Aboard the 73
Aboard the 73

We started our bed search by returning to the main road and catching a number 73 bus to Tottenham Court Road. (This is same journey that I undertook yesterday when visiting my wrath on Curry’s.)

Tottenham Court Road
Tottenham Court Road

We left the bus about halfway along Tottenham Court Road where we knew there was a shop selling beds. First, however,…

Costa’s tiny coffee lounge
Costa’s tiny coffee lounge

…we popped into a branch of Costa Coffee there. The hot weather and walking about makes you thirsty! This Costa has a tiny coffee lounge downstairs. Fortunately, there was only one other customer as I imagine this lounge soon becomes crowded at busy times.

In the bed shop
In the bed shop

We visited the bed shop and looked at all the stock on display. We had decided how much we wanted to pay so the price tags came as an unpleasant shock. While the bedsteads themselves are quite expensive, they now price bed and mattress separately so that when you find an item at what seems a reasonable price, you then have to add the cost of the mattress, virtually doubling the total. Even the cheaper beds in this shop would have left us with very little change out of a thousand pounds – well above our own tentative figure.

We returned home to think what to do next. This was where Tigger, making tea, managed to scald her hand. It was very painful and we put cold compresses on it to reduce the pain.

When Tigger was feeling a bit better, we looked online and found a shop in Kingsland Road selling beds more in our price bracket. We set off to visit it without more ado – an error as we shall see.

Aboard the 38
Aboard the 38

To travel to Kingsland Road, we caught a number 38 bus.

The route according to Google Maps
The route according to Google Maps

I checked the route by means of the Google Maps app on my iPhone. (Yes, there is also the Apple Maps app but I find the Google version more reliable.)

Kingsland Road
Kingsland Road

We left the bus and walked into Kingsland Road. We were looking for number 485. The numbers where we entered the road were in the 500s so we started walking, confident of soon finding the bed shop. We counted the numbers down until… we were past 485 and there was no bed shop.

Coffee shop
Coffee shop

Across the road, we spotted a coffee shop and went there to work out why we couldn’t find the bed shop. The result of our investigations was that the shop no longer exists, despite the website still being displayed. Our mistake was to dash there without phoning first to check that they were open. When I did try calling, their number, I found it no longer exists.

The coffee shop served us glasses of iced water with our coffee and that gave me an idea. I asked if they had a disposable plastic glove that we could have. They did, and we filled it with ice cubes and…

Ice cool Photo by Tigger
Ice cool
Photo by Tigger

…put it on Tigger’s scalded hand. The ice cubes gradually melted, of course, but the glove remained cold for quite a while and that helped calm the sting.

(If it surprises you that Tigger can photograph her own hand, I can only say that she long ago cultivated the art of one-handed photography, a skill that I have yet to master.)

Aboard the 30
Aboard the 30

From the coffee shop, Tigger set off through a maze of streets – I have no idea where – and brought us to a bus stop where we could catch a number 30 bus to take us home. The bus was crowded so we had to sit at the back upstairs but it brought us back to the Angel and home.

Once again, Tigger has kindly lent me her PC while mine is undergoing repair (see yesterday’s post). It is one of a pair of Toshiba laptops that we bought some time ago. We have both had two Toshibas and been happy with them. I wish now that I had bought one this time around instead of the wretched Dell. Live and learn.

About SilverTiger

I live in Islington with my partner, "Tigger". I blog about our life and our travels, using my own photos for illustration.
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2 Responses to A new bed? Not today

  1. BFG says:

    Scalds are nasty – hope Tigger recovers ASAP. I always found Savlon to be a good burn remedy, but YMMV. Is there a nurse available at the local GP surgery to give it the once over? Just a thought. I miss the NHS… –Peter

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    • SilverTiger says:

      Thanks. As it was Saturday, Tigger would have had to go to A&E and wait hours. Quick action – first putting her hand in cold water then cold wrappings and, finally, ice – seems to have helped.

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