Mattress Monday

MAiT, I have to hand it to you. Who would've thought one person could have so many photographers trotting around looking for discarded, manky mattresses?

Sadly - and unusually - Porty had none in the vicinity (I was scouring the streets at 7.40am), though I did spot a wardrobe and a big white door. However, I have opted for this rather attractive sofa. It may just be me, but my own often seems to double up as a bed when I lie down on it to watch the telly and wake up hours later, dribbling.

So, what's the next ridiculous project?