Hello Possum darling!!!. Edna here. I'd just like to slip a quick one in if you don't mind. As you know my dear departed husband Norm, 'Sir Norman', died in hospital in !988 after many years prostrate with his prostate. For a small donation i managed to aquire the mattress and i still sleep on it to this day as it still has the indentation of his dead body and stains from assorted bodily fluids.Luckily the mattress is big enough so that i don't have to sleep on Norman but it is enough that i can still smell him next to me. It's either him or the mould under the mattress. Madge has tried to get rid of it but it keeps coming back. A bit like her, poor dear, haha. Perhaps it's Madge that i can smell. I'm thinking of making a plaster cast of the indentation as a tribute to Norm and entering it in the Turner prize for conceptual art in England. If Tracy Emin's bed and someone turning a light bulb on and off can win then i must stand a chance. Anyway Possum darling keep things in good order down under and on my next trip home i'll come and see you in Woolamaloo, Love Edna.