Ikea on a Sunday, now there’s a family outing that I don’t want to repeat in a hurry.
What was I thinking? Well, I was thinking that we needed a new bed sheet for the incredibly big monstrosity we sleep in (I can’t find them anywhere else).
So, armed with measurements, we ventured forth to Southampton and purchased picture frames galore and a new blind.
But amid the queues for parking, paying and peeing, I completely forgot to buy a new sheet.
So that’s it. I blame Portsmouth through and through for turning down an Ikea store as now I have to go all the way back to Southampton – and even closer to Christmas.
Mamma Mia, here we go again.