My world has always been the shop floor, the showroom, the warehouse. In the heart of London, recent 00web blog post folk are not merely choosing somewhere to park themselves. Young men with new flats, and they’re all searching for the same thing. A velvet seat with history, carries the room. One battered club chair was claimed for a Notting Hill film set, and it carried his family through generations. That’s the Mayfair way. They waste time with flat-pack, but they always come back. Cheap wood snaps, whereas retro lives on.

Every part of London tells a different story. Hampstead seeks calm, with plush sofas. Dalston experimental, with loud armchairs. That’s what keeps us alive. Here’s the truth, accent sofa the right piece will define a home. Flat-pack won’t do that. I still walk my warehouse floors, and the right piece never lies. Retro has power. Next time you flick through a catalogue, take a breath. Pick up a retro armchair, and make it part of your Mayfair truth.