I am working from home today, as was awaiting delivery of my new sofa, to go in my nice new flat. I have a huge living room and decided to order an extra large sofa to fill out the space and today was the day it finally arrived after 4 weeks of sitting on wooden chairs. It turned up at 9am this morning, but could they fit it through the front door? Could they fcuk! Couldnt even get it through the window. I now have the pleasure of paying Â£150 for an upholsterer to chop it up and put it back together sometime next week. I had a rant at the sofa suppliers, but on reflection I am becoming more angry with the stupid cnut that designed this place. Who in their right mind designs a living area that you could park a tank in, with an access door that is only wide enough for a microwave?! Where do these people get taught their trade? In a fcuking fun house at the fair? Any other arrsers had similar logistical nightmares with deliveries? Your misfortune will go a long way to making me feel much better about mine.