The time has come to unveil my masterpiece that is my DIY couch.
Its taken 3 months and has kept me variously entertained as well as keeping Tesco’s in profit with all the plasters I have had to buy.
So now I have a knuckle that I cannot bend, a manly scar and another amusing anecdote for my Grandchildren on long wintery evenings by the fire.
And I have a sofa! Rock on! Y’know - I'm pretty pleased with this. I always had in my mind what it would look like and its turned out exactly as I imagined. The only time I wobbled was when I decided at the last minute to re-purpose some Laura Ashley drawers and put them under the sofa for extra storage.

This sofa stands as testament that anyone armed with a ‘Can do’ attitude, some screws and a hammer can eventually, can with some agile thinking, come up with something resembling a sofa. And it actually looks and feels rather good.
Being from a testing background, I've Load tested it (my fat ass) and it is still holding together. This moment of success should not be noted lightly - marks a turning point: With the pergola last summer, that represents a DIY success rate of 2/2. Yes.....gone are the Homer Simpson-esque DIY efforts – Im approaching a modicum of DIY ability. So I was feted with a banquet of Sainsburys 'taste the difference' grapes an a small parade in my honour before being quickly reminded that the downstairs loo needs "sorting out".
Harriet loves it and took all of 10 minutes to figure out how to unlock the drawers. Watch out for those babies, they’re a lot smarter than they look....
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