Younger Son brought me a pouffe home from Turkey a few years ago. I like to sit on it to watch television but I have to fight for it.
George got Husband up in the night. And again early this morning. Possibly because of the mouldy cabbage he stole from the compost heap. Or the two pieces of apple cake he stole from Husband's plate.
We are going to have to rethink our food composting. Half a watermelon disappeared as well but I don't think we can blame George for that as he's not keen on melon.