
A unit, a saw and four people
Six hundred square metres on Al Kharj Road, most of it empty. One second-hand panel saw that needed re-calibrating every Monday.
Thirty-eight pieces that first year, all majlis seating, all for people who knew somebody who knew Omar.

Upholstery moves in
We had been driving frames across Riyadh to an upholsterer and back. Every trip added a queue we could not see and could not promise around.
Nine upholstery stations went into the next room. Lead times halved that quarter and have never gone back up.

Somewhere to sell from
Three years of building before we had a showroom, which every consultant told us was the wrong order.
It is the reason a consultant here can answer a question about a joint — the bench is through the door behind them.
















