Even when there's no-one sitting there.

But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home.

This is one of a pair of new chairs. No, I'm not sure either now. Can I just say that I could do with two more dining chairs as I've only got two right now (although that's one more than I need if I'm totally honest, not the greatest hostess) and these were really really really unbelievably cheap. I did have to put them together myself. Man's work!

Anyway, this is not the only chair I've had to deal with today. I had a spin in the dentist's chair and I'm not happy, not happy at all. Turns out not only do I need a filling I need a bleeding extraction! Me! But I've got luvverly railings, everyone says so. Seems I have a loose one that needs to go, I'm sure the dentist didn't believe its not hurting but I assured him that if I had toothache EVERYONE would know about it. To say I have the hump would be a massive understatement.

Having some of the smaller spuds from yesterday's blip with some fishcakes tonight. Yum! I'll save the big ones for when a coach party pop round.



A House Is Not A Home - Luther Vandross, 1981. The ONLY version.