I grew up amongst furniture, and I’ve never left it. Amongst the squares and crescents, buying is about more than comfort. Old families from Belgravia and Kensington, and luxury lounge seating they all ask for quality. A funky accent chair, never fails to speak up. There was a velvet sofa that went to a townhouse in Chelsea, and the sofa aged but never gave way. That’s the Mayfair way. They waste time with flat-pack, but they find themselves in Mayfair again. Modern things break, whereas old...