
Sunday theatre with Daisy-May, who‘s decided she‘s tired of being upright and would like to sprawl on her awful couch for a few hours, thanks.
(The STORIES I could tell you about this couch! It‘s an atrocity. Those leather couches people leave by the curb as freebies and nobody ever actually picks up because they‘re AWFUL are nicer than this late Victorian piece to which my aunt is hopelessly attached.)