suite

They said he was mad to be building the extension, putting in a bathroom and the new kitchen.. 
But he loved the brightness of the red Formica table, the yellow cabinets, like fresh churned butter. The tile-effect linoleum was cold on his feet, but nothing to the back yard and dark, damp lavatory, and once the fire was going for a bit the back boiler had the water scalding. 
The suite was another thing altogether, near to filling the front room. But it came as a set, all or nothing, and it was comfortable out, so that he'd find himself sprawled, in early morning light, the fire burned low. 
They said he was mad, and sure maybe he was, but he lived there happy enough, till he lived no more..