Thursday 3 March 2011


Two weeks ago, I had a dream.   I was going to buy a bed and revamp  (nothing to do with the vamp or naughty woman) and restore the guest room-cum-work room. 

It will be like killing two birds with one stone because I could also clear out  the junk and dendritus that had accumulated for the last six years. That task alone took two days. 

 Last Saturday I went shopping at The British Heart Foundation shop where they had some decent and reasonably priced new beds.  I  made my choice and was pleased that they could deliver it on Monday this week.  So I dismantled the old bed and got cracking on the the dusting and vacuuming. 

I'm very adamant that the spouse keep away because this is MY room and I do not look kindly on any help or suggestions or advice.  Also I'm as tough as old boots!

The flatpacks arrived at 4 pm.  Lo and behold!  It's made in my country.  Now, that should be an apt bed for manufacturing dreams.

But when I took the parts upstairs, this was all I could put together.

 A half bed!  An adult's playpen!.  A hole in the bed!  I phoned the shop, explained my woes and in the end I decided to meet them face to face to resolve the problem.  They were very good and promised to 'top up' the shortfall and they would deliver the next day. 

 On Wednesday, after the delivery of the missing parts this DIY  cracker-jack got working again only to discover that 24 pieces of the side plastic covers  had gone AWOL.  Another phone call, another delivery, more work to loosen the main structure before the base parts could be  assembled.   I was determined to finish this by Wednesday because I did not want to be embedded with this contraption for much longer.  I was close to becoming a DIY nutcase. 

Here it is - completed with the aid of much cursing and swearing and embellished with expletives in five languages.  By the way, the bedspread did not come with the other flatpacks.

So now I'm waiting for two guests from London to test the bed.  Me?  No way will I risk  my life and limb.  Any other takers?


ph said...

Me ! Me !

And I love the bedspread !

anak si-hamid said...

Oh no!!

That bedspread had been tucked away for years at the top of the wardrobe.

I have three more. Come over next week okay?

Anonymous said...

hahahahahahaah....opppss sorrry !!

malaysian bed-makers and british sales and service....thats all you need ! heheh


anak si-hamid said...

Thank you mana,

Oh no. It was not the fault of Malaysian bedmakers.
It was just a very British malaise.
And they want to make a no-fly zone over Libya and 'save' the Libyans from Gaddafi.
That's like asking the wolf to look after Red Riding Hood's grandmother.

Wan Sharif said...

The frame looks rather fragile.. with the bedspread the bed looks inviting though..

BaitiBadarudin said...

yes, lovely bedspread ... and we thought that 'malaise' was a Malays only malady!

Aishah said...

I can't imagine you not just collapse on that comfortable wonderful bed right after you've spread that awesome bedspread.

Rockybru said...

Kasi suspense saja ...

Count me out. I like your sofas better.

imsunnysideup said...

'And they want to make a no-fly zone over Libya'
...and wtf for ????

anak si-hamid said...

Wan Sharif,

Typical male, aren't you - eyeing the strength of the structure.

I suggest you drop in and give it a test ha ha!

But thank you - especially for noticing the bedspread.

anak si-hamid said...

Thank you BaitiBadarudin

There are many skeletons in the British cupboard but we have been conned into thinking they are the cat's pyjamas.

anak si-hamid said...


Thank you.

I have given that bed a try - it's very confortable but I only keep the best for my guests!!!

You know, I got that bedspread from a Charity Shop. How could anyone part with it, I thought. Think of the hours of (hand)work and love put into it!

anak si-hamid said...

Aaaahh Bru,

There's an old-fashioned heart inside of you.

You do remember my settee from Boon Lay.

You are welcomed to give it another try but only on the 29th of February

anak si-hamid said...

Thank you sunnysideup,

That is what you get when you have David Camoron for a PM.

Pootz in Boots said...

ma'ngah... it does say box 1/3....

anak si-hamid said...

Pootz in Boots,

Thank you. Nice to see you again - hope you and your kids are fine and just as bubbly.

Yes dear girl. It does say 1 of 3. But all the other bits had been 'separated' - minus the parts for the base.