I’ve spent a lifetime dealing in chairs and sofas. In the showrooms of Grosvenor, folk are not merely choosing somewhere to park themselves. Young men with new flats, and they all ask for quality. A battered old wingback, funky chairs for living room carries the room. A wingback ended up in a Belgravia study, and the sofa aged but never gave way. That’s the point with retro. They fall for fashion too quickly, but eventually they realise. Modern things break, whereas real furniture stays.

Every part of London tells a different story. Kensington demands velvet, with deep seats. Shoreditch is playful, with retro mismatches. That’s the reality. I’ll tell you something else, an armchair becomes memory. Flat-pack won’t do that. I still sit to see how it feels, and I know straight away. History sits with you. So when you’re tempted by the new, take a breath. Pick up a retro sofas armchair, and see how it shapes your home.

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