Sofa, So Good

 

I have a new sofa. I also have a new rug. Both were bought with the money from the refund for the old, stinky sofa. Regular readers, both of you, will remember that particular saga. My carcinogenic couch, killing me softly.

 I'm very happy with both of them. I may never leave my living room again. After all, what else is out there? War, the rise of fascism, leaf mulch. Not in here, though. Not with my soft rug and feel appeal sofa. Today is for drinking tea and watching black and white films. 

I'll be on the barricades soon enough.