I’ve spent a lifetime dealing in chairs and sofas. Amongst the squares and crescents, customers aren’t simply shopping for wood and fabric. I’ve seen families walk in, and they all want a piece that speaks. A velvet seat with history, never fails to speak up. One battered club chair was claimed for a Notting Hill film set, and ten years on it looked better than ever. That’s the Mayfair way. They waste time with flat-pack, but sooner or later they return.

Gloss wears off, whereas vintage lasts. The capital’s rooms all look different. Chelsea wants polish, with velvet chairs. Hackney raw, with loud traditional armchairs. That’s what keeps us alive. End of the day, accent chairs outlive their buyers. You don’t get that from a catalogue. I still touch the arms of the chairs, and the right piece never lies. History sits with you. If you’re thinking quick buy, stop.

Bring home something with story, comfort accent chairs and make it part of your Mayfair truth.