8.30AM and the phone rings. Mog's old bed will be collected between 9 and 10 this morning.
Carer and I empty the bedroom to clear a space for the bed. We empty the sitting room in preparation for the new bed. Unfortunately this means the playroom now looks like this:
9.08 and the van pulls up.9.20, and whilst Mog's bed is beginning to look like this:
we have a phonecall from the company we bought Little Fish's wheelchair from. Her chair is finally repaired and ready to go, and they would like to deliver it at 11 this morning.
9.30:we have a problem; the collecting man does not have the correctly sized Allen Key. So dismantling the bed is more complicated than had been previously thought.
9.55 and the bed is finally loaded into a van, the van drives off. As the van turns the corner out of our little cul-de-sac, a large blue van pulls in and onto our driveway.It is Insignis, with the new bed.
So far, so clockwork.