So long, sofa!

It’s taken years of me whinging but my husband has finally agreed to get rid of this hideous sofa, which was at the end of the kitchen where a table would be much more sensible.

He wants to put a kind of sideboard in its place, which we don’t need and so would be completely pointless, but I haven’t been with him for nearly thirty years without learning how to get my own way.

I’ll no doubt blip my new kitchen table soon!