Last Saturday night we went to IKEA.  It was all my idea.  I admit it.  I chose that time to avoid the queues.  We only went for a couple of desk tidies.

When you’re in there the trick is to follow the arrows.  Follow them and don’t deviate from the path.  Keep focused and don’t be tempted by the displays.  Don’t sit on the sofas and don’t rifle through the kitchen stuff.  Ever.

I don’t know what it is about that place.  The merchandisers must practise Voodoo.  There are not many places in the world where you’ll utter the words, “I can’t stand it anymore, I have to leave right now!” followed directly by, “Do you think we should get one of those duvet sets?”  And then after 30 minutes of following the arrows, somewhere between a pod chair suspended from the ceiling and a rocking chair made from recycled plant pots -  “Oh god, that’s it, I’m never going to get out.  I’m going to die in here.  I’m actually going to die in here.  How much are those bendy lamps?”

The final tally wasn’t too bad.  Two desk tidies, two waste paper baskets, three sets of patterned glasses and one small printer table.  Oh and one teeny tiny set of drawers for my desk.  Not quite sure yet what will fit in said drawers.  No doubt I’ll have to scrunch up the paper first to squeeze it in.  But it could’ve been worse, I suppose.

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