I am staying in a semi-foreign hotel which is tucked away in a pocket in the side of a mountain as comfy as a fat old lady in a big rocker who glories in dispensing hospitality with both hands.

It seemed quite comfy at first, but in a few minutes, goodness gracious, I was suffocated!

I am cosy and comfy in bed, and I stay there until Amélie has built the fire and got the house in order in the morning.

Then he shall be all comfy on the sofa, and he doesn't need to play if he don't want to.