Frost scraped a chair across the brown linoleum and sat down.

I waited for four hours, getting to know intimately the pattern of the curtains and the cracks in the brown linoleum.

The pattern of the hospital waiting room curtains, the brown linoleum, came back into my mind in association.

We went into a room at the back where a rickety kitchen-type table stood on brown linoleum.

But until this week, his room was a bare field of shiny brown linoleum with no chairs.

The cracked brown linoleum under his feet was littered with cigarette ends.

Yellow and brown linoleum stretched down the hall to the kitchen.

The stone floor was covered in very light brown linoleum with a pattern of black fleurs-de-lis.

The cement floor was covered by a worn brown linoleum.

It rolled along the brown linoleum and smoked in the corner.