Saturday, 12 February 2011

Of chairs and men

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There comes a moment with chairs as with friends when they let you down once too often and you can never trust them again. My chair sprang apart in the end after many warning lurches and collapses. It lies in two halves on my carpet. I am always too tolerant for too long of people and chairs, reluctant to give up on them.

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