Please note that this item has since been sold and is no longer available for purchase.
We’re turning our television area into a work space for my wife’s business, meaning that our beautiful Coricraft couch has got to go. We purchased it new in 2010.
The couch is 2.15m long and pretty oversized, meaning it is an excellent couch for lazing about on. It is a slip cover couch (bull denim) which means that cleaning it is a matter of whipping off the covers and throwing it into the washing machine.
A very comfortable and good looking couch at the end of the day, and I have to admit, I’m a bit sad in having to get rid of it!
(We’re selling it for R3,000. In case you’re wondering, brand new, Coricraft is selling this same couch for R5,495! — link)
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The Tragedy of Owning White Couches My Life 13 SEP 2012
I had to laugh, but in a crying way last night. Back in 2010 we were very excited to welcome our brand spanking new, super squishy (and expensive) couches from Coricraft into our home. Chantelle had won our epic battle on the shop floor, and so we ended up with sparkly white, Kirsty, a big oversized unit which admittedly does look super smart wherever you plonk it down.
Anyway, one of the battles we had on the shop floor had been around preferred colour, and in the end, Chantelle convinced me that the off-white would look the best in our current apartment at the time, and that keeping the couches clean wouldn’t be a problem because of the slipcovers which allow for fairly easy cleaning.
Anyway, fast forward a couple of years, add in some cats and now a toddler, you can well imagine that keeping the couches sparkly clean is a nigh impossible task – so much so that the couches are almost permanently draped in some or other cover in the hopes to limit muddy paw prints or misplaced Purity lips. And although removing the slip covers from the couch is actually pretty easy – in other words making washing the couches pretty simple, getting the damn things back on again is easier said than done, thanks to bull denim’s propensity to ever so slightly shrink in the wash!
Right, so with the background now covered, let’s get into just why I had to laughing, in a crying way, last night. So a few weeks ago Chantelle accidentally bumped over my half drunk cup of coffee, spilling it over the couch in braai room. A tragedy needless to say. Then a few days later, after an epic baking session that had lasted well into the early morning hours, she managed to fall asleep with a cup of coffee in her hand – and promptly spilled it all over the couch in the lounge.
With no other choice, we undressed the couches and sent the cushions and slipcovers off to the laundry, got them back nice and (fairly) clean, and then proceeded to swear and sweat as we redressed the couches on Tuesday evening.
Now poor little Jessica has not been feeling well at all for this entire week, so much so that she skipped school on Tuesday, staying at home with Chantelle who was also off sick, as well as on Wednesday where Monty and Cheryl graciously agreed to help us out by driving through to look after the 3 times a day nebulized Jessica.
Anyway, after a long day at work, and with a sick Chantelle and a restless Jessie who wouldn’t go to bed, the three of us were sitting on the couch in the braai room around 20:30, watching some Avatar, when wouldn’t you know it, Jessica started vomiting, huge milky volumes all over the newly washed couch!
So yes, needless to say, I couldn’t help but laugh, in a crying way last night. Sigh, off to the laundromat we go…
Jessica Chatting to Me whilst Eating the Couch Jessica 06 JUL 2011
A hungry and slightly tired Jessica talks to me while attempting to nibble away at the tasty couch. I know, I know, she inherits this strange behaviour from me.
Or at least that is what everyone else thinks…
And another one just because this is the cutest baby girl in the whole wide world! :)
Kirsty, Come Sit Over Here My Life 07 JAN 2010
So let it be known that Chantelle and I started 2010 off by heading out on Saturday January the 2nd and purchasing our very first sofa set, with the delivery date set at February 15. This is a huge moment for me, because this marks the very first set of couches that I have ever purchased since striking it out on my own so many years ago now – the very first not to be hand me downs from parents, grandparents, etc. in other words! :)
It’s brilliant I tell you.
Anyway, we have long discussed purchasing our own couch set and always we’ve put it off, but after coming into some money after our wedding, we decided to put it towards good use and buy something for the flat – hence the couches. This is not to say we’ve gone into this completely blindly of course – for a long time now Chantelle has been a huge fan of Coricraft products and for a quite some time already we’ve been scanning the showrooms, figuring out the styles and type of couches that we like the most, meaning that our trip into the mall was a pretty damn efficient, something I’m naturally quite proud of.
Now to be honest, I’ve always had my eye on the fully upholstered Titanic range, a couch that looks nice and formal, sits very upright and fits my legs pretty perfectly, however, Chantelle on the other hand has always preferred the Kirsty range, essentially the same type of sofa we had previously had in the flat before Andy retrieved her beloved white couches for use in her new home in Stellenbosch, and in actual fact, the same type of couch that Karl and Trish currently use to adorn their pad with.
The Kirsty isn’t the perfect couch in my eyes, I’ll admit to that – I prefer something that sits more upright and looks a little neater, but I do agree with Chantelle that sometimes one does want a couch that looks a little more inviting, less formal and one that you can simply lie and fall asleep in front of the TV on, and to be honest, the Titanic wasn’t going to do that. Plus, the Kirsty is a slipcover couch, which means hurrah, hurrah, I can finally throw out all the annoying throws we have draped over our current set of couches, simply because keeping Kirsty clean is a doddle – pull off the slipcover and throw into the wash – couldn’t be easier!
So Kirsty it was then and with the style in the bag, the next choice to make was the configuration. In all honesty, for the space we currently have, sticking with a corner unit like Andy used to have does make the most sense – however neither Chantelle nor I like this idea and thus we both quickly agreed on moving away from this choice and instead going for the gigantic three seater combined with a normal two seater – which itself is pretty much on the large and in charge side of things anyway. (To give you an idea, the three seater is an oversized 2.45m long while the two seater is 2.15m long, but both are extremely wide and can pretty much double up as a single bed – I’m really not joking when I say these things are huge!). Of course, this does raise an interesting question (which Karl has now caused Chantelle to stress about) of just how we’re going to fit these two mammoth couches in our fairly narrow living room – all I’m saying is thank goodness for the sliding doors! ;)
(Interestingly enough though, Coricraft has some rather strict clauses regarding flat dwellers purchasing their sofas – if you’re higher than the third floor, you may as well forget about it! :P)
On fabric type we both agreed on a casual bull denim type material but in terms of colour, we did bump heads a little as Chantelle hugely preferred the lightest colour available (something that sits very close to the white side of the spectrum) while I liked the slightly duller oatmeal variation – though in the end I gave in and gave Chantelle the choice in return for a guarantee that those damn throws get thrown out first thing. In other words a win win situation for the both of us! ;)
The staff at Coricraft in Somerset Mall were hugely helpful in us making our decision, and with everything punched into the computer, it looks like delivery is set for middle of February, giving us plenty of time to come up with a plan to get rid of our current set. Hopefully one of the security guards has access to a bakkie, because that’ll just make life a whole lot easier, I promise!
Anyway, it wasn’t cheap and all those little hidden extras bit me harder than what I thought, but when the couches finally arrive, it will definitely be worth it – so all in all, not a bad way to spend R10k and kick off 2010 I’d have to say! ;)
This is a Kirsty corner unit. We didn't buy it. Instead, we bough a Kirsty two and three seater. But the site didn't have a picture of them up. So now you get this instead. Okay?
Related Link: http://www.coricraft.co.za
I need a Bib My Life 14 JUN 2007
Honestly, I need a bib – or a very large apron. Since meeting Chantelle, my consumption of red wine has dramatically increased. I always used to be a white wine drinker, which was a perfect match for me because white wine doesn’t stain when you mess it. Unlike red.
And it is not as if the glasses are misshaped or too small. No, even the proper large glasses don’t behave when I’m drinking from them. Without fail, on every occasion, you can expect me to spill a couple of drops to a generous splash on myself or whatever is lying within range of the calculated splash area.
The latest victim of this bad habit of mine happened to be Chantelle’s moms couch. We were invited over for a family supper (delicious bobotie which for some or other reason Chantelle didn’t believe I would eat because to quote – English people don’t eat things like that). Sitting on the off white couch, I took great pride in the fact I managed to consume my meal without messing on myself on anybody around me. I took even greater pride in the fact I hadn’t spilled my beer either. And the red wine was going well too.
Well, at least until I turned to speak to Chantelle and stroke the cat sitting on the headrest of the sofa. Big mistake. Men don’t multi-task well. And so unable to cope with the increased processing load it was now put under, my brain fired a signal to my elbow to jolt against the nearest pillow and spill some wine. On my jeans (not a problem), on the couch (a problem).
Thank goodness from active alertness by Chantelle and the ability of wet cloths and improved response times to deal with impending stains. Embarrassing yes, but at least I didn’t leave my mark at the parents place just yet :)
