So, we finally got our sofa. It arrived in the delivery ute (borrowed from the driver's family) but then the owner Melisa called the driver with instructions for him not to deliver it. Apparently, the wrong one was delivered. But I made the delivery person open the box and we peaked through the wrapping and it was my couch. From here copius finger pointing started, owner apparently threatening driver's work, driver sighting problems in shipping yard, it was way OTT. I organised an appointment with a solicitor...you could say it had gone to custard. Then a miracle... the driver called, he had my sofa and it was coming home to me. Oh baby...I nearly had kittens! So here I sit, looking at the sofa and it beckoning me. So at the end of it all, I am pleased with the item I purchased but I would never, even if she offered to give it to me for free and fly it in by lear jet and dance the jig while she carried it from the airport to my house on her back, ever, ever, ever buy anything else from Finishing Touches Matakana. read more