It might have had something to do with a promotion for a television programme but I said to Jan that we hadn't been to IKEA for a long time so why didn't we go? She chirped in with something about Swedish meatballs so off we went. Funnily enough I woke that morning considering what the meatballs were made of. Why are they called Swedish? I thought of elk and Jan suggested reindeer. I asked the lady behind the food counter and she said pork and beef. Not an elk in sight. I was rather disappointed.
Anyway in the twenty odd years we have been visiting IKEA I can only recall passing through the shop once and not actually buying anything. It took Jan just five seconds after passing through the front door before she popped something in the bag. Not a record just normal. A bit later I suggested a trolley but she who always knows best said no so we ended up carrying a bunch of stuff through the whole bloody store. That will be the very last time.
I've never really understood the whole IKEA thing... I feel like I'm missing out. I recall going to one around the mid 90's while we lived in California and I've never been back. I'm not sure why... perhaps because we don't live close to an IKEA.
ReplyDeleteIt started for us when we moved to France. We had no idea that they didn't have shops like John Lewis where you could buy everything under one roof and we needed to furnish a huge new five bedder. Eventually we found an Ikea in Marseille. Later we found the individual furniture shops around us. At least we could stop sleeping on the floor.
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