SOME DAY MY PLINTH WILL COME

I claimed this cracked old plant stand when my Mum was going to throw it out. I'd almost decided to do the same when I needed an empty surface in my office to put a new plant on. My room is a complete disgrace and Something Must Be Done. I've photoshopped the dust out on this one, but otherwise it looks like an attack of the Hairy Panic.

I've just remembered that when we bought this house, the agent's description included an "entertainment plinth" in the dining room which turned out to be a formica covered box in an alcove on which the previous owners probably stood their hi-fi. Readers, it is no longer there.

N.B.: I'm almost certain to knock the plant off the stand at some point. I'd better deploy some blu-tack I think.