That's it, I'm leaving home - thanks Ikea | Rick Jackson
If I was paying more attention I would have known my wife wanted to go to Ikea and I would have made sure I went with her to stop the inevitable.
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Hide AdYou see, after about half-an-hour of mind-numbing walking around in a half-coma, knuckles dragging across the polished concrete unable to decipher what the time was and where on the planet I actually was, we’d leave.
But not this time.
Sarah was free to roam around every single nook and cranny, picking up and inspecting each item individually.
You should have seen the inside of her car when she got home. Candles, zip up plastic bags, trays for my jumpers in the wardrobe which I don’t need, a lampshade, kitchen utensils, it goes on and on…
Then the bombshell.
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Hide AdAwaiting delivery is a double, double wardrobe to replace the two we have either side of the chimney breast in our bedroom.
Why we need to change them I do not know, but this unit will replace both our current ones and take up the entire side of one wall.
She’s been inspired by our friends who have recently bought one. Apparently, she said, it only took NINE HOURS to assemble.
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Hide AdNo marriage could possibly survive the construction of a double double wardrobe, especially when you have two small children running about the place.
So with this in mind, I’m looking for somewhere else to live. I don’t mind if it’s your spare room, may be you have a caravan? Just somewhere to sleep until the thing is built?
Apparently you can employ someone Ikea recommends to assemble such an item. Surely such a genius with the patience of a saint cannot exist?
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Hide AdIf they do, I’m happy to remortgage the house in order to pay them to put it together and save my marriage and my sanity!
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In these hi-tech days it’s incredible that the good old-fashioned written word is still needed. I checked and our fax machine at Wave 105 is still plugged in and working, but no-one knows the number. We last received a fax in 2009.
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Italy in lockdown, no football until the end of April and travel more or less ruled out. In the UK, things haven’t got anywhere near as bad. Yet.
The government feels we wouldn’t take the banning of mass audience events seriously as the situation here hasn’t reached Italy’s heights. The Cheltenham Festival goes ahead, the Six Nations continues partially, but the Premier League ruled players weren’t to shake hands before a match.
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