After 10 years, the Boy and I finally decided to replace the sofa. The old one predated our marriage, had been wrecked by the cats, was broken on one side and starting to smell.
I am now the proud owner of a lovely new, 3 seater, leather sofa. It was the showroom model, so a hugely discounted rather expensive italian number. I have fallen in love with it.
Except it is a nice cream colour.
And I have a toddler. I think my showroom lust may have got the better of me on this particular decision.
Oh well, I can enjoy it for tonight in its unblemished form.
The sarcastic cynic. Or something like that
5 weeks ago