Thanks to Neighbour Neil, My Hero, the queen-sized bed has migrated to the guest bedroom, and the library has only library stuff and music stuff in it, including a very large scarlet Persian rug that *really* pops.

Moving the bed was a beast of a job. Neil’s knees are not what they were, and neither of us could see the bolt-holes in the metal bed-frame clearly in artificial light, but we achieved the mission with only about three times as much sweat and aggravation as I had initially estimated. Boy, do I ever owe that guy. He’s a prince.