We went to Edinburgh IKEA. Bad idea. Arrived Sunday lunchtime. Rain coming down in stair-rods. Half of Edinburgh’s population there already, and a good proportion angry to boot. Car park rage, meatball queue rage, loo queue rage. The shop has interesting stuff – it is the cattle herding aspect along the endless one way path that bothers me. Moo! Moo!
And I did find myself wondering who gets to make up all those Swedish names for things.
It was so good to get out. Next time I go it will be early on a weekday morning, early in the week.
