Here's where I have been typing for the past couple of weeks.
This space is oh so easy to keep tidy.
This is an ex-show house and the fittings came with the house.
Including space-age light fittings!
A fitted office isn't something I would have chosen, but it does work.
Everything can be shoved in cupboards.
Out of sight, out of mind :-).
All but the biggest books can be stored away in the cupboards. Paperwork, printer stuff and all the rest of the office paraphernalia
is hidden away in the capacious, smooth-sliding drawers. It makes such sense.
I've found it so easy to work in this tidy space.
I kept it tidy. It kept my mind tidy. That was the deal!
'Aver, the desk chair that came with it was pretty but not too comfortable after a while.
So, whilst in Southampton last weekend we popped into Ikea.
Ok, it was somewhat longer than a simple "pop in" :-).
I don't think it's possible to just "pop" in there. Not for me, anyway.
Me and Ikea have history.
I have a 1980 Ikea catalogue. That's not sad. That's passion.
It's filled with classics of our time - the Poang armchair, the Billy bookcase ...
But, back to the plot. In there I found this amazingly comfortable office chair. If swivels 360 degrees. It reclines. It's so comfy I could fall asleep in it. And it's just £35.
Meet your perfect office chair, here, the Torkel. You're welcome.
Doesn't it look the business?!
The stylish chair can just about be seen in the corner - it's there, waiting for guests.
And waiting. And waiting.
I feel a bit Norman No Mates, actually. Maybe I'll move it ...
And waiting. And waiting.
I feel a bit Norman No Mates, actually. Maybe I'll move it ...
A La perchoine.
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