Tis migration season here again and an old red leather armchair that had become separated from its sofa and was seen dragging it's way towards a tragic end in the communal bin. We tried to rehome it with a local furniture sanctuary but alas they could not help. So with calm reverence, a sideways look at the resident suspects and quiet nod of the head it was dispatched swiftly. Before we all got handed a council bill for disposal, again. So with rapidly thickening drizzle and danger of the warden noticing something was up, a mischievous god blessed us with beer, calm haste and the dignified giggles of two pensioners. What followed next was neither pretty or surgical but the freshly honed Opinel loved it. Gentle as a kiss, sharp as a laser with every stroke and about as flawless as it gets two beers in, we began. The carcass was magnificent! slab sided, big pieces of thin flesh and some lovely cushion cheeks look potentially tasty as pouches. It's all been used, foam has become stuffing for next doors dog bed, the wood naturally splintered under the boot of a watching 65yo hooligan then exothermically recycled, even the screws will come in handy someday.
So if anybody needs a bit of Red upholstery leather PM me
So if anybody needs a bit of Red upholstery leather PM me
