A little bit of history to set the scene.
On the day our purchase of The Cottage was going through (2007), we had a phone call from the Estate Agent asking if we would like the wardrobe in the master bedroom as the sellers didn’t need it. As we had little in the way of furniture, we were happy to accept as at least it meant we would have somewhere to hang our clothes.
We were living in the caravan at the time, so it meant we had a little bit of breathing space before moving in to collect our belongings from storage and also pick up my car from Mother-in-law’s back yard.
We hired a van for three days, intending to take our time and visit the family as we had no idea how long it would be before we would be in the area again.
Now I’ve said before that when we plan anything, it always goes tits up, and this was no exception.
This is totally irrelevant to my post but you get the idea
Our reception was not good, so we loaded up immediately, then locked the van and took my car to quickly visit my Mum, getting back on the road in tandem by early evening.
It was a horrible journey as Maggie was terribly ill, even traveling in the car with me. The route we took was all main roads so trying to get some rest was out of the question with lorries whizzing by rocking both vehicles and making us feel equally sick.
We reached our new home early the following day, unloaded, took the van back (should have had a refund for one day but were given a credit for a free day which obviously we never used), then returned to the caravan and crashed out.
Now to the subject of my title.
Rested and in the process of unpacking, it didn’t take Brains of Britain to realise why the previous owners had decided to leave the wardrobe behind.
They couldn’t get it out.
It was a large wardrobe, standing over six feet high, three feet wide and two feet six inches deep, and with a doorway only two feet wide, it was obvious it had been a packed flat/self assembly job in situ.
MFI in years gone by was THE place to buy cheap furniture.
Their slogan was ‘Packed Flat to take away’, and everything came in boxes for self assembly. If supplied and you could work out the instructions (many of which had been translated from English to German/French/Chinese or a combination of all and then back to English), your new piece of furniture would be up and ready in an hour or twelve.
Anyway, it did us a turn until we were ready to decorate and kit out that room properly. We dismantled the wardrobe (read smashed it to bits) and disposed of it in the hippo bag on the front lawn along with the other remnants of our DIY in getting the place straight (overall it took us 6 months and 4 large hippo bags, but that did include a new kitchen).
We purchased flat packs of a wardrobe and matching dressing tables (not from MFI), and when assembling them, made sure we’d be able to take them apart if necessary when we moved on.
In other rooms, we had done something similar, the furniture being flat packs apart from our three piece suite and my piano.
When we came to move last year, we gave most of it away to charity, but kept the wardrobe and chests of drawers from our room, having been able to dismantle the former to get it out. We made no secret of the fact that the door to our ‘master bedroom’ (only a foot longer than our guest room but the same width) was not of a standard size, and for most of our viewers, this had actually been a problem as they had big chunky solid bedroom furniture.
Our eventual buyers didn’t seem worried, and confident their things would fit as they came apart. In fact, Mrs Buyer was intending to use the front bedroom as a walk in wardrobe.
It wasn’t that small actually, being 12 feet by 7’6, so I guess she had a lot of clothes and using a bedroom was cheaper and more space saving than an array of wardrobes to accommodate them.
I wonder sometimes if everything went according to their plans, especially as she’d bought a new 1000mm range cooker for the kitchen (the space was only 900mm so it would be sticking out into the doorway).
This wasn’t the first time we inherited furniture with a house purchase.
It happened in the property before as both bedrooms had free standing wardrobes in them when we moved in. Shame that the matching dressing tables had been removed, but then they were much smaller and easier to move, and as at least 20 people had a key, I’m surprised anything was left to be honest!
Fast forward to the present.
We are on the lookout for flat pack furniture.
Not wardrobes though…… Chairs……. and it is an ‘interesting’ exercise.
We have two doorways on the boat, one is 21½ inches wide and the other 19½ inches.
As if this isn’t a problem, our corridor is only 17½ inches, so anything wider is going to have to come in (or go out) through the bow.
That means turning the boat round, as with the best will in the world, I can’t see Hubby carrying a chair off the pontoon, hanging on to the grab rail and walking along the gunwale (reference) , even if he does wear his underpants on the outside!