Been in London from di forties, seen it all. When it come to seat, mi know what last. We only could afford old sofa, but it scratch, it creak, but it solid. Dem no see value in scratch and scar. Step in Portobello, you see retro sofa pile high. Not pretty-pretty, but dem true. When London swing 1960s, Furniture was solid, not cheap quick buy. Every stain show moment. Cold, snow pon street, but Beer spill, children jump, reggae shake wall.
Mi can hear di spring creak when man drop heavy. Design mix by area. Chelsea go fancy, wid plush sofa. Shoreditch wild, wid sofa in bright clash. Modern flat-pack? Mi tell you straight – rubbish. Retro sofa grow wid you. Listen dis, mi pick funky armchair over soulless sofa. So next time you want chair, dig through retro, high-end living room sets and watch it age same way as you.
