(Actually, he’s not bizarre. I just like the letter Z.)
The royal carpenters were no doubt aware of Tzar Porridge’s reputation and made a throne to fit their expectations.
The royal seat is (arguably) physically too large for the tzar but, as we all know, his charisma fills any space.
Babushka gazes adoringly at Tzar Porridge. (We’ve all been there).
The World is My Cuttlefish 
The royal seat is awesome.
The sort of thing one might like in one’s own backyard or dining room I thought.
🙂 … Catching up after a busy few days.
Thank you, Frank. I appreciate your visits…and enjoy mine to your blog. Falling behind a bit there too – your digest arrived overnight.