Soft to firm


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It’s funny how things can creep up on you without you noticing. Until recently - and I can narrow it down to our recent stay in Llandudno - our bed seemed comfortable enough, as soft and welcoming as the bank on which Titania slept, though without all the flowers. But recently, and quite suddenly, I started to wake up feeling as if I had been sleeping on a bag of spanners - as if every steel spring was out to get me. Emma, who has more upholstery than I do, had not really noticed. But once it was drawn to her attention, she had to agree that the mattress was not what it used to be. This was annoying, because the bed was not very old and certainly wasn’t cheap. But it was obviously more suited to light domestic sex than heavy industrial. Anyway, last week we took delivery of a new bed, which we had tested for comfort in the salesroom. Boing, boing! Sexwise, we tested it within an hour of its delivery, and hey! It’s as bouncy as a bed should be. Soft to firm, by the way, describes both me and the mattress.

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