My first proper Saturday morning at home since moving in. I explored the High Street in the sunshine, which I have done before, but on Sundays. I specifically wanted to visit Emmaus which closes before I am home from work on weekdays and does not open on a Sunday. We have two Emmaus shops locally, one at the Rochester end of the High Street and one at the Chatham end and I visited both, as well as Demelza, which has similar opening hours to Emmaus but does not sell furniture.

I digress, in the first shop I went into this morning, after ambling along the road enjoying some gorgeous architecture, I found the squashiest, most comfortable, pre-loved armchair imaginable. It was a real Goldilocks moment, although I suspected it was probably too large to get into my flat. I hadn't my tape measure with me but a kind member of staff lent me theirs from behind the counter. I went home and took measurements of my front door, and also my windows when fully open, just in case. Sadly I think there is no chance of this magnificent piece ever gracing my interior. I tried others, smaller, in other shops but none made my body rejoice like the first had. I shall have to find out if there is any way it can be disassembled. I doubt it, but I don't think I will have another chance to even make enquiries for another fortnight. Another weekend of visiting away from home is rapidly taking shape.