Not My Idea Of A Fun Afternoon!

I think this picture and title speak for themselves; as some of you will remember a trip to IKEA is my idea of hell and the sight of flatpacks gives me the shakes, but afteronly two hours and a minimum of swearing, these bits had been successfully incorporated into a double bed for our son's flat and Tess and I were still talking to each other. We even had the mental strength left to put together a TV cabinet and a coffee table.

Back tomorrow morning to do the trademark armchairs and wait for the man to come to install Sky.