D.O.P.-T.

Somebody left out a swanky desk chair with a white canvas zip-up cover on it and a "free" sign. After walking down there with a yardstick and establishing that the seat would lower enough (I have very short legs), I ganked it. Flaked a bit of paint off the doorway to my room getting it in, but it has now replaced the latest of a series of similarly ganked kitchen chairs. (The all-time favourite was a wide unpainted Windsor chair that has the usual old Windsor chair problem: the seat has split apart and needs clamping and gluing.)

Yesterday evening, Fluffy came to eat. It's been weeks; I thought his/her minions had moved away.