The couch

One of the biggest differences between the houses I know in Argentina and those in Australia is the absence of a comfortable couch (in Argentina that is).  Maybe it's a question of space or money, or a difference in culture, but it is a rare luxury to find yourself lounging on a sofa when you visit a friend.  I am much more likely to be positioned at the dining room table, my slouching posture begging to slump onto a couch.  There is something warm and inviting about a room with a couch... it's there to be enjoyed with a book, or a cat on your lap.

Living without one for the last two and a half years has left me planning the perfect purchase.  I spotted this beauty at my local second-hand store...