One day I took a look around my parents’ house and realised there were certain pieces of furniture that I fancied. Not all are particularly old but sentimental and my kind of style nonetheless. An armchair, a stool and a cabinet have now found a home here, in my new home, and I can’t tell you how happy that makes me because that stool used to belong to my grandmother and that chair came with my parents when they moved here from England.
