My daughter didn't want her office chair any more, so I now have a swanky, evil genius style swivel chair in the garage to replace the knackered old one that I was donated by the middle sprog. That's a nice way to end the year and, hopefully, I'll be more enthused to sit in a freezing garage in the depths of January, now that my backside will be luxuriating in padded fake leatherette PVC comfort.
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