We recently bought a new king size mattress (spring interior with memory foam) when our non-allergenic Dunlopillo began to provide less support. The problem was then to dispose of a king size mattress in good condition with plenty of life.
No one wanted a second-hand mattress! We are still coming to terms with a society who are relatively rich and want for nothing. Not even the local charities wanted it.
But increasingly we see our need to clear the house of spare stuff in preparation for an eventual move to a smaller home where we have only what we use every day.
So we drove the mattress, beautiful in it's plastic wrapping, to Smallmead tip, to dump it. Our last view of it was sticking out of one corner of the enormous shovel of a JCB like an item from a doll's house. Just another bit of the detritus of discarded living.
How important it is to be willing to discard things we no longer need even though we think someone could still use them. I find it quite hard to do, but if we don't they will begin to block up our life.
I once took an African friend from Uganda down to the tip. He was distressed to see 'perfectly good' mattresses being dumped. We feel the same way.
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