Retro Sofas and Funky Chairs – A Real London Story There’s something about vintage pieces that grabs me. When I was a kid my nan had this battered armchair. The fabric was torn but held together, but it was part of us. Back in the sixties, you didn’t buy throwaway chairs. You’d hand down sofas from parents to kids. It’s in the sag of the springs. I found a retro patterned accent chairs uk chair in a Dalston car boot.

Some would’ve laughed at the state of it, but you can’t fake that kind of comfort. That chair still sits in my flat. Every borough in London has its own taste. Chelsea leans plush, with velvet armchairs. Hackney keeps it raw, with industrial armchairs. The contrast keeps it alive. Showroom sofas don’t talk back. Vintage finds grow with you. Every creak is a memory. At the end of the day, a battered sofa tells more truth than any showroom. A sofa should tell your story.

If you’re scrolling catalogue sites, step into a dusty warehouse. Choose a funky accent chair, and make it part of your story.