Francis Furniture is housed in the same storefront since 1937, still owned and operated by the Francis family along with their chain of Southern Ontario Funeral Homes. My co-department buddy Gerry's wife Nancy's divorced Mother Avis married the Francis heir about 5 years ago and is in charge of the store. It was Gerry who suggested I visit Francis Furniture and be prepared to be amazed at the selection and quality.
The simple storefront gives way to a huge 3 story barn warehouse out back stuffed with all manner of new high-end luxurious middle and upper class furniture. The store accepts only cash or cheques and furniture is ordered from Palliser in Winnipeg Manitoba for delivery in 8-10 weeks.
I do not know Avis personally and assumed the nice 80 yo lady that took me in hand was she. I explained my wants and needs and she turned me loose to explore the whole building to see if I could find something close to what I liked. Meanwhile, she would pull out some catalogs.
Way back in a dark corner covered in a dust cloth I found THE SOFA. A bit dusty and in a very thick masculine grade of oxblood brown leather, I knew immediately upon sitting down that this was the one!
When "Avis' came up to find me I was laid out all comfy and announced " I'll take this one." No price had been mentioned yet but one down on the main floor I rather liked in leather was $1500 and I was comfortable with that.
"Oh no". says "Avis". "We do not sell USED furniture! This was returned by a customer because the color was not right"
"So?" says I, "what will happen to this one? Will you send it back to the factory? Why can I not buy it today for ready money?" (ok, I didn't say exactly that - I was biting my tongue in rising disbelief)
"It will be used as a loaner for people waiting for their order to arrive, because it is so sturdy."
Sensing that "Avis" was not to be budged and was frankly disapproving of my work boots and dirty jacket I calmed myself down and let her show me the estimated order she had worked up. Making huge assumptions she had made her estimate based on a low grade leather, while telling me the one I was sitting on was the very finest best leather they could order - about $3000 worth.
I left the shop with information sheets to consider my options.
But I says to myself "there is no guarantee that whatever leather I choose it won't be an exact match for this one...and what if cheaper leather is just not right?" and so on.
I'd already had a great day, what with the Hoover in the back seat and so gave it not that much thought other than I had a picture and maybe ordering a sofa wasn't such a bad way to proceed.
Well, of course I started getting myself worked up, wanting this couch so very badly.
I showed the picture to Gerry the next day and explained my experience with "Avis".
"Oh, that's not Avis! You were talking with that nasty old Lydia Wormsbecher, who is all pissed off that Avis married the boss and is now her boss after she's worked for Francis all her working life. Would you like me to have Nancy ask about it for you?"
"Yes, please, if it's not too much trouble, because I know that this is THE SOFA I would be very happy with for life. But if it is not for sale, I'll just keep looking, now I've seen exactly what I need."
First Gerry called Avis while I listened in. "Oh, I don't know...does your friend realize how big that couch is? It's the best leather we stock and wass rather expensive..."
"Yes, he has a 92" couch now."
"Well, let me think about it and I'll get back to you."
Today's development, after Nancy had a second 'chat' with her Mom Avis last night:
Avis will sell me this sofa for $1000 cash, no tax and will have it delivered as well. They will not take away my old couch. "Have your friend Dave call me and we'll work out the logistics..."
Obviously I am over the moon with excitement. I will call Avis on Wednesday to propose my plan. Because of work commitments and the state of my house I will have the sofa delivered and put in the garage, hopefully on Saturday morning when I can be home. If not Saturday I will take a weekday morning off work.
Meanwhile, I am going to strip apart my old beater sofa, salvage the major wood frame members and cut up the rest with a reciprocating saw to take to the dump in pieces in the Subaru. The saggy old sofa is not fit to be sent to a Thrift store and it is too large and awkward to get out of the house easily, anyway. And then it would just sit on the lawn lowering property values until the junk man could be induced to haul it away.
I will do a huge clean-up of the living-room and kitchen so that Stanley, Gerry and I can move the new couch in from the garage over the weekend or asap I get the spot prepared and the pathway cleared.
So, anyway, this is my new SOFA! 87" long x 36" deep x 33" high - I can easily see over the back now that the new TV is on top of the window shelf.
Friday turned out to be a most fortuitous afternoon to take off work.
