Paul and my task this evening was to move some leather sofa chairs out of Ms. V's flat.

She had a nice firm lounge chair waiting in the hallway that will be better for her back, which she not long ago broke falling out of an aeroplane (it was presumably on the tarmac at the time...)

After a bit of doubt as to where these rather large chairs might be able to go, Ms. V took us downstairs to actually show us.

The smooth leather finish of the chairs meant they could slip and slide across seemingly any surface, so it wasn't long before they were both sitting top-to-tail out in the drizzle, waiting for the council to come and collect them tomorrow.