My New Old Sofa
September 19 2006
The other day my stain ridden dust bowl of a sofa was thrown out and replaced with an old black leather Chesterfield.
It is reminiscent of a stale piece of liquorice but infinitely more comfortable. The buttoned leather sits very elegantly, still pert and eager after years of heavy use.
These sofas are iconic and versatile, a passing Chesterfield even helped Arthur Dent and friends to vanish and escape prehistoric Earth, in 'Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy'. I am hoping the late night neolithic feel of my home town will not encourage this one to suddenly disappear, as I rather like it here.
There is a certain amount of history and character etched on this sofa that money cannot buy.
Tracing the origins of the Chesterfield is not that straightforward (probably due to its ability to vanish and travel through time), but the Earl of Chesterfield had a hand in it, and so did the Canadians who first coined the term to mean sofas in general. In England it more specifically refers to a rolled back leather buttoned sofa where the arms are the same height as the back.
No need to worry about wine spills any more. White wine used to be my best solution to wash away red wine stains on fabric, but I would just end up with a smelly sofa with a drink problem.
This one is teetotal.
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