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Best £15 I ever spent was on a second hand mattress.
All I wanted was something that would allow me to sleep, didn't smell of Diz and had never had blood vomited on it.
The one the charity had in stock happened to be a real peach.
I had to put up with the bitching and moaning of the two men who carried it up my stairs (HELLO! It's your JOB! It was on the delivery papers that I lived two flight up!) but oh my word.
That and my Cellar-bought duvet mean I can deal with anything that happens in the night. Dodgy dreams, delivery lorries in the yard (yeah, thanks Argos) fire alarms going off, humidity headaches.
Teach the kinder in school. Good mattresses don't solve mental health issues, but they sure as heck help.
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