An excellent time for once again assembling IKEA furniture now the weather's begining to turn disagreeable. The afternoon began cold with a certain moodiness but Isabelle took two Ibuprofens for her headache so we didn't, in the end, have any argument about curtain rail fitments. The bed ends had been propped against the bedroom wall so long that they were now slightly convex, but nonetheless I soon warmed to the task of following the Ikean hieroglyphs.
How long will it be before the local populace is turfing IKEA bedroom furniture into the skips at the 'recycling' centre with the same gay abandon currently reserved for pine furniture of the 80's? In any case we'll be able to watch and say "Oh look there goes a complete Aspelund and a Hensvik."
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