I may have over reacted somewhat when my Mother mentioned she had been moving her bedroom furniture about, especially as I’d told her that I would do it on my return from pet sitting in Tremar.  I had visions of my aged parent flattened by her large wardrobe, much like the Wicked Witch of the East was by Dorothy’s house in The Wizard of Oz. It transpired, thankfully,  that Mum had asked a neighbour to shift it for her!