Ikea

Mr A was up & out early doors this morning, so I thought I would follow suit and get an early start to Ikea.
That plan failed due to an accident on the Motorway; I ended up sitting in traffic for what felt like forever.

Anyway, finally got there and found myself the only singleton amongst a sea of pregnant women and families with screaming brats prams.

Richyf you were right, I am mad

Luckily I'd made a wish list so it didn't take too long to find my items and get the hell outta there, though not before the obligatory meatballs & chips.
They weren't as good as they used to be when they were made from horse meat and no lingonberry sauce either. Gutted.