...because surely it can’t be normal to get so ridiculously excited about having a new office chair? Completely on impulse (it’s what passes for wild recklessness when you’re 37) I dragged the rest of my protesting family to Ikea on Saturday afternoon and made them sit on every office chair in the entire store, testing the up and down zoom motion and the twirl-ability of them all.
We finally settled on this one...
...mainly because it's cream leather and I can imagine sitting at my desk wearing a plunging evening dress and diamonds, and spinning round in it saying, 'I’ve been expecting you Meester Bond.’
(Must remember to buy Ruby a diamond-studded collar to complete the picture.)
Am hoping that as well as being about a squillion times more comfortable than my old one and helping to keep the dreaded RSI at bay, it might also inspire me to stay sitting at my desk for more than 12 minutes at a time (last week's record). I have a book to write!