We were moving house and getting rid of things, and my friend Fred indicated interest in a floor lamp that had already seen at least 10 years of use, which was great, one less thing to send with the junk truck.
They came over on a lightly snowing beautiful 25°F early-February afternoon and we took stock of the situation. Fred had a bike and a small drawstring backpack. The floor lamp was about 6 feet tall. I was momentarily daunted.
The first solution I had of bungee cording it to the bike wouldn’t work because there was a big top and a flared base of the lamp, so those would both be interfering with bike operation.
Fred cracked it: unscrew the segments of the lamp from each other! The lamp’s cord couldn’t be pulled through, but we were able to unscrew the lamp segments far enough to be about forearm-length sizes with the cord snaking through them and the whole thing fit in to the drawstring bag!
They handed me back the light bulb as they were pretty sure it would break in transit, plus they had light bulbs at home anyway.
They biked back home like normal and shortly after enjoyed a newly illuminated corner of their home!