This is me asleep on my sofa. We bought the biggest one we could afford so that my husband and son and I could lie down at the same time. Not that we do that very often. My son is 13 and has entered the avoiding bodily contact stage. When I come home really tired it is always the sofa I make for.
This picture shows an Emmaus companion, Lee, with me on one of the sofas for sale at Emmaus Cambridge. The philosophy of Emmaus is to enable individuals to regain their dignity as human beings and have a safe and secure place to live.
We started off sitting on a moth-eaten, old, stained futon. It wasn’t quite wide enough and was only a few inches away from the floor, so getting these sofas felt very luxurious.
Our sofa is regularly used as a trampoline, slide and climbing frame. It is good for jumping off and sometimes for sitting or sleeping on. It was one of the first pieces of furniture we ever bought and cost about £50 from Emmaus Cambridge.
A sofa alone means nothing. My sofa with my family on means everything.
These are my daughters, Jenny and Francesca. They always take up the sofa, watching these awful American TV shows, well I think they are awful but my girls love them. They often argue about what they are watching but they get on fine most of the time. That’s a Laura Ashley sofa, it took me 10 years to save up for it. I don’t think they realise that though!
I’m not at home much these days, but when I am, I like to sit on my favourite sofa reading the paper and looking out at the vast expansive sky. I can see the most beautiful sunsets from this chair and they are never the same.
My son and our dog watching TV from the sofa. I had to use the "throw solution" to hide wear and tear from said child and dog!
“Who are you looking at?” This is Harry, our black Labrador, who considers the sofa his. We work around him ... and move him at our peril.
Funny bones! Every body loves sharing a sofa.
My boys sitting on my mum’s sofa. They spend a lot of time playing and jumping on sofas – and cuddling.
I got this sofa from a Salvation Army shop. I like to think I’m one of a line of many people who’ve sat on the sofa with their cat.
Little does she know. The sofa's actually mine.
The sofa at rentshielddirect.com.
This was taken when my husband was recovering from a gall bladder operation eight weeks after my daughter was born. She started life right next to this sofa. A very good friend loaned us this sofa around four years ago shortly after we got married ... but we haven’t given it back yet!
“It’s tiring being cute, I think I’ll take a nap right here on the sofa... Zzz...”
Hugo the new dog makes a worthwhile addition to the sofa, even though he doesn’t actually sit on it. I don’t mind as long as I can still reach the tea and cake!
After babysitting my nieces, the sofa is a welcome place to rest and catch my breath ready for the next round of games!
The sofa is also a great place to hide behind whilst watching Doctor Who - but I don't think I was alone!
He likes to have a beer on the sofa ...
... then everyone else wants to join the party!
Sleeping on the job.
The Internal Sales Team
Story time at Emmaus Leeds Christmas fayre.
This sofa has memories of fun times with the girls.
This sofa is place where uncles and nephews have a cuddle.
This sofa is where I first met my Auntie Ali.
It's the perfect place to chill out after a big family Christmas dinner.
The sofa at Rentshield Direct.
The Compliance Team at Rentshield Direct.
The Admin Team at Rentshield Direct.
The Referencing Team at Rentshield Direct.
A place to fall asleep with my beloved teddy bear.
It’s where I met my Uncle Craig.
I can see you looking at me. It's mine - I was here first!
I've just discovered the comfort of a sofa.
It's where I await my public, just before my Christening.
This is my new home. I'm blending in quite well.
If I stretch out, it's all mine.
I'm worried my neck collar doesn't match. What do you think?