Sofas

It has been a happy and productive weekend. I went for a good swim on Saturday and James very kindly came with me even though he is not as keen on swimming as I am. In the evening we went with David to see the new Star Trek film and as an old "trekker" I thoroughly enjoyed it. Benedict Cumberbatch was a welcome addition to the cast as Khan and the plot proceeded at a lively pace - although there were no real surprises, it was classic Star Trek fare.
The main business of the weekend however was sofas.
I have been looking for suitable sofas (or couches, as my Mum called them) for the back room for about eighteen months now. It is typical of both James and me to take so long to make a fairly simple decision. We have made some half-hearted visits to furniture showrooms, with no success. There is some difficulty about the shape of the space where we want the sofas to go but our main problem is indecision.
So yesterday after my swim I sat down and spent several hours researching sofas on the Internet. After a great deal of consideration I decided that the optimum solution has to be three two-seater sofas in order to give us flexibility of layout. I have always fancied a corner sofa but they are too restrictive, and I also like curved sofas but the really nice ones are way too expensive. This task was very boring and I actually fell asleep while looking at the Debenhams website!
Once I had finally made the decision the rest was easy.
After a brisk walk round Strathclyde Park this morning I persuaded a very reluctant James to come with me to a showroom. We marched purposefully around and quite quickly found a lovely two seater sofa with light wood legs which (I think and hope) will be perfect. We ordered three, in an attractive sandy colour which is called "Roman Blush" but which James calls "putty!" James was in shock at the speed of the transaction and because we spent a wee bit over budget (double!) and he went into a very bad mood. However he mellowed over lunch so maybe he was just hungry. As my Mum used to say, "A hungry man is an angry man" and this does apply to Anderson males.
Meanwhile Ally and Cat had been cycling in the morning, along the Clyde walk way up past Newton and Uddingston, past Bothwell Castle to Blantyre. It was quite rainy so we met them there after our own walk and brought them and their bikes home by car. They said that it was a good cycle but some bits were very hilly and the path surface was very rough in places.
We are now on our way to see OMD at the Royal Concert Hall.