I don’t know how you have managed to write an entire blog about sofa but it’s a wonderful read. We are in the process of replacing our very old teenager worn sofa and it feels very emotional. Like turning out an old aunt and inviting in a stranger.
Yes, it's a settee and you have to be able to lie (or loll as my mother would tell us off for) full length for full enjoyment. One of the joys of having my own settee is being able to put my feet on it which was never allowed at home! Little feet are so cute, the socks are lovely.
Haha, we had one of those brown Dralon jobs - it came apart to make bed for guests! I love my sofa, I chose it and the fabric and paid for it, if at cost price via circuitous means, all my self at a time when money was short. But I had to have it and it is such good quality that it will never wear out. It's a two seater but my husband complains that he can never sit on it because, like you, it is where I keep my current reading matter and sewing projects.
Great socks—is he that big already?! When I was furnishing my living room years ago, I had a friend who was a brilliant furniture craftswoman make me a Stickley-style daybed, big enough for a twin futon. My main criterion was that it be big enough to take naps on. (I also figured that loose cushions would be less likely to be destroyed by cats, which proved to be true.) I found a lovely indigo ikat fabric on sale for the covers, which after 40 years have been patched over so many times and now look very chic, since Japanese boro mending has become a trend!
There are some things couples never agree on. In our house, it's lamp shades and settees...we haven't had one for a couple of years. It was broken, new ones were too big for the door for delivery and I couldn't face having to remove the window as is fairly common in terraced houses.. Plus the prospect of moving house, so comfy rocking chairs and an IKEA armchair that holds on to you for now. Already dreading the process of choosing one... although I know it will be emerald green as that will go with any of my quilts. 😀
Baby socks....maybe I could add them to my pile of quilts for the future??😉
Another wonderful start to my Sunday - thank you Jane. Baby feet and baby quilt both beautiful and oh my, those socks!! Am off to check out the yarn stash to see if I can knit a pair today to put in the post for my goddaughter’s new baby. Why didn’t I think of this before?!
Many years ago I used to read your blog and was a keen fan of your knitting book so I was delighted to "re-find" you through Persephone's newsletter. Like you, the children have grown and flown and the next generation has come to roost! Looking very much forward to catching up on your always interesting writing.
So true. For me, a beloved couch (sofa, settee) evokes strong, seemingly disproportionate attachment. Much more than a bed. I inherited a long one from my parents that I’d sat and slept on since I was six. It came across the oceans with them and after a time, into my first home with my partner. I nursed babies on it and it came with us into our next home, first inside, then on the porch and finally it had to go. I sat on it on the street for a while, saying goodbye 🥲❤️ Another of ours we love we adopted from someone whose dad bought it in NY and he has to sit on it whenever he comes over. Another told us of one of his which moved three times around the world with him and he suggested Couches sans Frontieres could be a good support group 🤣
Thank you, Jane. I loved this trip with settees. My husband just doesn't understand them and we have a collection of unyielding Habitat-esque sofas. I finally won a victory when I got an IKEA daybed in my studio (because it doubles as the guest room, thank goodness we don't often have guests or I might go mad) and now it's covered in soft things and projects and I LOVE it. When my husband comes in to talk with me and lies down on it, he's amazed at how comfortable it is. And I think, our sofas could be this comfortable too . . . :-)
I'm very fond of a settee too. And I agree, it's always a settee. Now having a nostalgic peer back into the past at all the settees I've known. There was always a best settee, in the lounge. I think my Nana's was only sat upon at Christmas. And Brockley too is rather nostalgic. I lived there once, when I went to Goldsmiths. Seems a lifetime ago. And there was no settee there.
I do love lounging on my settee too which at the moment I am sharing with my phone, laptop, knitting and current book. Mine is a silvery grey but has pops of colour from cushions and a crochet blanket. No gorgeous little tiny feet sharing mine though!
A new baby and visits to Brockley - so many good things at once!
Yes to settee, not a word I normally hear or use these days as few people seem to know it. Yes also to quilts and baby socks whatever the weather 💚💙❤️🧡🩷💜🖤🩵🩶🤎💛
I don’t know how you have managed to write an entire blog about sofa but it’s a wonderful read. We are in the process of replacing our very old teenager worn sofa and it feels very emotional. Like turning out an old aunt and inviting in a stranger.
Yes, it's a settee and you have to be able to lie (or loll as my mother would tell us off for) full length for full enjoyment. One of the joys of having my own settee is being able to put my feet on it which was never allowed at home! Little feet are so cute, the socks are lovely.
Haha, we had one of those brown Dralon jobs - it came apart to make bed for guests! I love my sofa, I chose it and the fabric and paid for it, if at cost price via circuitous means, all my self at a time when money was short. But I had to have it and it is such good quality that it will never wear out. It's a two seater but my husband complains that he can never sit on it because, like you, it is where I keep my current reading matter and sewing projects.
Beautiful quilt and socks for your little one. xx
Great socks—is he that big already?! When I was furnishing my living room years ago, I had a friend who was a brilliant furniture craftswoman make me a Stickley-style daybed, big enough for a twin futon. My main criterion was that it be big enough to take naps on. (I also figured that loose cushions would be less likely to be destroyed by cats, which proved to be true.) I found a lovely indigo ikat fabric on sale for the covers, which after 40 years have been patched over so many times and now look very chic, since Japanese boro mending has become a trend!
There are some things couples never agree on. In our house, it's lamp shades and settees...we haven't had one for a couple of years. It was broken, new ones were too big for the door for delivery and I couldn't face having to remove the window as is fairly common in terraced houses.. Plus the prospect of moving house, so comfy rocking chairs and an IKEA armchair that holds on to you for now. Already dreading the process of choosing one... although I know it will be emerald green as that will go with any of my quilts. 😀
Baby socks....maybe I could add them to my pile of quilts for the future??😉
I've never been to Kettle's Yard. When I do go I shall wish for your company, groovy Jane. X
Another wonderful start to my Sunday - thank you Jane. Baby feet and baby quilt both beautiful and oh my, those socks!! Am off to check out the yarn stash to see if I can knit a pair today to put in the post for my goddaughter’s new baby. Why didn’t I think of this before?!
Many years ago I used to read your blog and was a keen fan of your knitting book so I was delighted to "re-find" you through Persephone's newsletter. Like you, the children have grown and flown and the next generation has come to roost! Looking very much forward to catching up on your always interesting writing.
So true. For me, a beloved couch (sofa, settee) evokes strong, seemingly disproportionate attachment. Much more than a bed. I inherited a long one from my parents that I’d sat and slept on since I was six. It came across the oceans with them and after a time, into my first home with my partner. I nursed babies on it and it came with us into our next home, first inside, then on the porch and finally it had to go. I sat on it on the street for a while, saying goodbye 🥲❤️ Another of ours we love we adopted from someone whose dad bought it in NY and he has to sit on it whenever he comes over. Another told us of one of his which moved three times around the world with him and he suggested Couches sans Frontieres could be a good support group 🤣
Thank you, Jane. I loved this trip with settees. My husband just doesn't understand them and we have a collection of unyielding Habitat-esque sofas. I finally won a victory when I got an IKEA daybed in my studio (because it doubles as the guest room, thank goodness we don't often have guests or I might go mad) and now it's covered in soft things and projects and I LOVE it. When my husband comes in to talk with me and lies down on it, he's amazed at how comfortable it is. And I think, our sofas could be this comfortable too . . . :-)
I'm very fond of a settee too. And I agree, it's always a settee. Now having a nostalgic peer back into the past at all the settees I've known. There was always a best settee, in the lounge. I think my Nana's was only sat upon at Christmas. And Brockley too is rather nostalgic. I lived there once, when I went to Goldsmiths. Seems a lifetime ago. And there was no settee there.
A lovely story.
I do love lounging on my settee too which at the moment I am sharing with my phone, laptop, knitting and current book. Mine is a silvery grey but has pops of colour from cushions and a crochet blanket. No gorgeous little tiny feet sharing mine though!
Gorgeous fabrics!
A new baby and visits to Brockley - so many good things at once!
Yes to settee, not a word I normally hear or use these days as few people seem to know it. Yes also to quilts and baby socks whatever the weather 💚💙❤️🧡🩷💜🖤🩵🩶🤎💛
I feel relaxed just reading this. Love the Kaffe F quilt, fabric is recognizable without the credit, & the socks.