Upgrade Madam?

It's enough of a treat just to escape the sproglets for a few hours so when booking a room I opted for a standard. I was speachless when I opened the door to find a massive four poster! Bex, bless her, had arranged an upgrade :o) I was so touched and excited. When I finally stumbled up to my room in the early hours it was a challenge to get into bed...no, not due to aolcoholic indulgence but the height of the bed! How on earth did the Elizabethans, whom we are told were vertically challenged manage to hop in??