Chairs

Charles has been working flat out the last couple of weeks, working nights and weekends trying to finish a report for work. Apparently all the intensive sitting on his hard wooden stool has been crushing his man-bits rather painfully, so today I went out and bought the poor boy a proper typing chair! Also a wicker armchair so that his little bum can be comfortable when he’s reading!

They are both bits of embarrassingly cheap tat (if he knew how little they cost he would feel insulted - he would think, "Pah! Is that all I am worth?!") But I hope they will do for a few months until he can afford to get something a bit nicer.