Things that go creee-eek!

Have you ever felt things sighing, in a closed corner of the room, when they think no one's hearing or watching them?
Things that go creeeeeek or kad-ak or crick in the middle of the night?
I have a clothes-iron which specialises in this. Minutes after you've warmed it and ironed your runaway shirt, it justifies it's presence with a pronounced krrr-ack! Maybe it relaxes it's weary acrylic handle, worn out with years of use, stretching it's steel plate- making you surreptitiously glance at the power switch- confirming if you've flicked it off indeed.
There's an old armchair in my parents house. Made of solid teakwood, with little spindles all over the back and arms, it's not too old (maybe just half a decade or so), which loves to make noises exactly like someone's sat on the thin worn cushion. Once my sis & I were raiding the fridge for a midnight snack and the chair knocked the living daylights out of us- going Cree-eeee-eek.. ever so softly.
Mostly this happens with cane furniture. My husband once patiently explained to me that it wasn't fairies- just old cane wood which stretched a bit and dissected my fairytale with a scientific knife.
Now if only the cane rack in the study would stop groaning each time I place a stack of new books on it!