I just can't get screw out of that bed

Rosanna and I met on a soggy Tuesday evening to help move some furniture to allow Ms R to get home from hospital.

Her son was there to let us in and show us the ropes. We moved the chest of drawers, commode and wardrobe nice and easily, but the bed was a bit trickier. Ms R's son couldn't find the allen key to get the screws out to dismantle it. With a bit of perseverance and some pliers we got some of the screws out, just enough to be able to manoeuvre the bed out of the door and into the spare room, in a slightly more assembled shape than was ideal.

Before we left we also helped set up a TV for Ms R to entertain her on her return, as an added bonus. We enjoyed the beautiful views over London in the rain on our way out.