…. A reason, a season or a lifetime Sharon … wouldn’t the chooks appreciate a season? I’m more concerned about the other adage that things happen in 3s … what’s next?
Btw, Single White Female is indeed a classic film, and even though the kids were going through a period of liking psychological horror movies - I had forgotten just how graphic the SWF was!
Oh what a hoot!! My husband has a futon like this- well worn, old fashioned and loved to bits - by him☺️In fact he said when we recently moved to your part of the world & I quote.”If the futon doesn’t come, neither do I!”
Enjoy your new addition to the family ☺️You’ll be cooking like a pro before you know it!
I love that: "Where 'Sit' Happens!" What a loving tribute to your aged and humble two-seater, Sharon and all that it has witnessed in your family. Wonderful!
This is such a great story - the simple object that has lived with you through thick and thin and seen all manner of events, people and animals use it as a way station through life. Strangley moving story - our sofa is bloody ancient as well. Probably a health hazard.
This is awesome Sharon. All the love in the world for Digby and Fudge! I've never had a loyal sofa; the current one is probably the closest, but he's looking tired and might have to make way for a younger model.
Love a good sofa, and one with a story is even better. On my first writing course, I wrote a poem about a well-travelled sofa, which my sister passed on to me, then after we had it for many years, it was passed on again to a friend. That was a two-seater. I was inspired by the Seamus Heaney poem, 'A Sofa in the Forties'. My poem was 'A Sofa in the Eighties'.
Gosh there were so many things in this piece that took me (us) back in time. Laughs, tears and everything in between #greensofas xx
I'm overly sentimental if I don't force myself out of it. I pretend to not care about inanimate objects, but I miss them when they've gone.
…. A reason, a season or a lifetime Sharon … wouldn’t the chooks appreciate a season? I’m more concerned about the other adage that things happen in 3s … what’s next?
My favourite piece yet I think!! ❤️
You even got a compliment from Raeph when I read it out, that’s a good sign! Hahah
Funny. Tell him to read the Everest piece! Up his street…⛰️
Ahhhh thank-you 😘
Love this Sharon - I totally get it! A sofa is where everything happens. Brilliantly explained. So cute about your dogs on there too 💗
Btw, Single White Female is indeed a classic film, and even though the kids were going through a period of liking psychological horror movies - I had forgotten just how graphic the SWF was!
Yikes. I don’t remember it being graphic but I do remember the bits in the shoot being v scary!
Thanks Faith - it’s the place to be 🙂
Oh what a hoot!! My husband has a futon like this- well worn, old fashioned and loved to bits - by him☺️In fact he said when we recently moved to your part of the world & I quote.”If the futon doesn’t come, neither do I!”
Enjoy your new addition to the family ☺️You’ll be cooking like a pro before you know it!
Thank-you Di!
Love your work Sharon.
Safe travels on your journey abroad xxx
Lovely to hear from you Tara. I’m pleased you enjoy my work x
I love that: "Where 'Sit' Happens!" What a loving tribute to your aged and humble two-seater, Sharon and all that it has witnessed in your family. Wonderful!
Love this Sharon, bought a tear to my eye re the dogs, the photos are brilliant!
Glad you enjoyed Francis.
This is such a great story - the simple object that has lived with you through thick and thin and seen all manner of events, people and animals use it as a way station through life. Strangley moving story - our sofa is bloody ancient as well. Probably a health hazard.
Thank-you
This is awesome Sharon. All the love in the world for Digby and Fudge! I've never had a loyal sofa; the current one is probably the closest, but he's looking tired and might have to make way for a younger model.
Don’t chop him in Lewis - do what I do and only use dim overhead lighting. Covers a multitude of sins.
Lovely Sharon. I would feel right at home on there. I loved the dogs too.
And I hadn’t realised you had so many children. They seem to have multiplied when you weren’t looking.
I hope the cooker earns its place.
Ha! That was my stepsons birthday party many years ago - a shock to my system having that many kids in the house. Think the dogs may have been hiding.
As someone who finds it very hard to throw anything away, I can identify with you and your sofa!
The struggle is real Gillian…
Love a good sofa, and one with a story is even better. On my first writing course, I wrote a poem about a well-travelled sofa, which my sister passed on to me, then after we had it for many years, it was passed on again to a friend. That was a two-seater. I was inspired by the Seamus Heaney poem, 'A Sofa in the Forties'. My poem was 'A Sofa in the Eighties'.
That sounds fantastic Maria.
With a last name like Couch, I was destined to love this story. Fantastic read!
Fabulous! Thank-you for reading.