I spent yesterday wandering the circles of hell, eternally spiralling, wondering if I would ever get out.
Yes, reader, I went to Milton Keynes.
I have spared you the mighty saga of the Ikea TV bench (short version: v. cheap TV bench bought in attempt to make better use of space in tiny flat, bits missing, attempt to get bits). On Friday night, post a couple of cocktails with colleagues, and thinking that I finally had all the bits to assemble the thing and the inclination to do so, I got all the bits out and discovered that I was short of eight screws. With half a TV bench assembled, I decided that the best thing to do was drive to Ikea the next day so I could finish the job. The nearest Ikea is in Milton Keynes, which also offers a John Lewis, and a Rohan shop as an added incentive.
( More on roundabouts and eternal torment )
Yes, reader, I went to Milton Keynes.
I have spared you the mighty saga of the Ikea TV bench (short version: v. cheap TV bench bought in attempt to make better use of space in tiny flat, bits missing, attempt to get bits). On Friday night, post a couple of cocktails with colleagues, and thinking that I finally had all the bits to assemble the thing and the inclination to do so, I got all the bits out and discovered that I was short of eight screws. With half a TV bench assembled, I decided that the best thing to do was drive to Ikea the next day so I could finish the job. The nearest Ikea is in Milton Keynes, which also offers a John Lewis, and a Rohan shop as an added incentive.
( More on roundabouts and eternal torment )