Frances and I had a lovely time helping out Mrs S and her husband. They asked us to move a treadmill from a bedroom to the shed, it seemed like a simple task until we saw the treadmill. It's was heavy. It was huge. It's didn't want to go in the shed. After rolling it on its side and jamming it in the doorway we decided we needed an Alan key to take the top off so Mr S brought us 2 sets of Alan keys both missing the Alan we needed. So Mr S went back to the shed in search of the missing Alan whilst we had another go at jamming the treadmill in the doorway. Mr S returned with the lost Alan and Frances was able to collapse the treadmill down to a more manageable size. We then carried the treadmill into every different room in the house and finally into the garden up the stairs and into the shed. We dropped it on Francis's foot twice but she reassured us she would survive. Mr S seemed very pleased so we went home. Alan was happy to be reunited with his other Alan friends.