Love is...?

... assembling a John Lewis flatpack corner desk together without either party losing their temper/hurling bits of wood through the window/stomping off in a sulk.
We managed it, and now I can use my laptop much more comfortably. Thank you, Richard!

My maternal grandad was a skilled carpenter who would probably have rolled his eyes in disgust at this useful but crudely bolted-together item. I've put next to it a lovely cabinet that he made, originally to house a record player and the small family collection of 78 rpm records. Inside there are handmade racks in which to stand the records. It brings beauty to the room.