If you‚Äôre crazy enough (like we were this weekend) to enter the manic world of off-the-shelf & mass-produced Swedish Design, in my book that counts as brave! When our house was but a mere shell, & more welcoming to the builders than any other civilisation (apart from the gigantic spider that refused to stay in the garden). This place became our regular late night haunt. Don‚Äôt say we didn‚Äôt know how to live! You would have found us there at least once a week pacing the self service isles, hunting down that one last component needed to complete a whole (as opposed to half) piece of furniture. Which for some reason & still remains unanswered to me, seems to be located in a black hole?
This was of course before little Bear entered our world, & trips to Ikea now have to be arranged around a time that lord snotface finds convenient.
On this occasion, it happened to be on a Saturday afternoon. Bad luck to us. It was heaving! Alas, the joke is on you, God‚Äôs of Saturday shopping! & You can‚Äôt scare me Ikea! For I (like a superhero), have the ability to recall your store layout! Ha! No dilly-dallying, and meandering through the winding walk paths. Nope, nadda this old carry on. Straight to the kids department, using the short cut. Grabbing the items I had pre assigned to our shopping list in my ‚Äòmemory bank‚Äô, whilst at the same time swerving like a rally driver to avoid an unprecedented amount of trolleys‚Äô. I think my shop was complete within 10 minutes (does that mean I should add ‚Äòprofessional shopper‚Äô to my CV?).
But whoa there, wait a minute! I got a little ahead of myself, and it slipped my mind about the small detail of having to queue to pay for said items. Big mistake. The scene awaiting us as we approached the till area can be described best as a massive swarm of wasps. & I don‚Äôt like wasps. So how was this for a bit of ‚Äòoff the cuff‚Äô ingenious thinking (in my humble opinion)? With Bear acting up, I took the executive decision that I could best entertain him and divert his attention by heading off on a walking adventure, whilst M stayed to wait out the marathon queue & pay (he he he)!
Shelf searching, manic queuing & crowds aside, you‚Äôve gotta love a bit of Ikea. Our home reads like a page out of one of their catalogues. I‚Äôd say 80% of our purchases from there are decent quality & reasonably priced goods, which are great value for money. Bear‚Äôs nursery is kitted out head to toe in Ikea & it‚Äôs had dozens of compliments (even from friends who have spent a small fortune on their own bubba‚Äôs nursery). & Quite honestly, babies/ toddlers/ children are an expensive hobby, so where you can save a couple of ¬£¬£‚Äôs without having to compromise on style, safety & quality it seems frivolous to me not to take advantage & ‚Äòbe Swedish‚Äô as they say!
A wise word or warning: the market hall. This welcoming area is sure to capture your imagination & convince you that just must have that candle, or glass vase. Don’t be sucked in, stay strong and don’t deviate from your list! Unless of course that’s what you’re there for (after all, we made all or wedding center pieces using ikea glass wear & candles).
As long as you enter the store fully prepared for a bit of chaos, & the idea of self-assembly isn’t too intimidating, Ikea needn’t be scary! Now, if I could just fine where I left that allen key…….