I’ve spent a lifetime dealing in chairs and sofas. In the showrooms of Grosvenor, buying is about more than comfort. Designers with clients in tow, chairs for living room leather and they all want a piece that speaks. A velvet seat with history, carries the room. A wingback ended up in a Belgravia study, and it carried his family through generations. That’s what vintage means. They fall for fashion too quickly, but eventually they realise. Cheap wood snaps, whereas retro accent chairs lives on. The capital’s rooms all look different.

Chelsea wants polish, with plush sofas. Brixton is bold, with colourful sofas. That’s the mix. Let me put it plainly, a sofa becomes family. You don’t get that from a catalogue. I still touch the arms of the chairs, and the right piece never lies. Vintage has truth. Before you make a mistake, pause. Take on a classic wingback, and let it settle into your life.