I am often found here, snuggled under my blanket, my head supported by these beautiful, splurgy Marimekko cushions. It's a great place for a quiet afternoon rest when Jono is pretending to sleep in his cot. It used to be a very dull, faded and grotty blue. The hot pink indian cotton cover was cleverly whipped up by mum and another friend made the cushion covers. The perfect resting place indeed.