Peter's made himself a bed out of our settee. grrrrr.... notice how this settee is perfectly decent and servicable.... but no! It's on it's way out to make room for new leather settee. I swore I'd rather fall down and die in a puddle of purple diarrhoea than buy a new settee. But I lost the moral high ground when I bought a new telescope. Turns out my scope cost£700 more than I thought, and came with free settees. If you'd like to take this orange number off our hands (the settee, not Pea-brain), drop me a line. Dirty stinking settees.
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