Furniture has been my bread and butter since the fifties. In the showrooms of Grosvenor, customers aren’t simply shopping for wood and fabric. I’ve seen families walk in, and they’re all searching for the same thing. A funky accent chair, gives them that. I remember selling a Chesterfield to a gentleman from St John’s Wood, and the scars became part of the charm. That’s what vintage means. They flick through glossy catalogues, armchair retro but eventually they realise.

Gloss wears off, whereas classic sofas grow finer. Taste splits by borough. Hampstead seeks calm, with plush sofas. Camden stays chaotic, with funky fabrics. That’s the mix. Here’s the truth, the right piece will define a home. Modern factory pieces can’t compete. I still knock on the wood for weight, and the difference is clear. Old furniture lives. If you’re thinking quick buy, take a breath.

Choose a funky accent chair, high-end living room sets and make it part of your Mayfair truth.