Today, I fell down a flight of sixteen stairs, and landed on my butt. Then I sat down with a nice cup of tea, to reward myself for not dying in an embarrassing way, but no sooner had I settled in than my father barged in and announced that we were going to Ikea, and I was so flummoxed, I took my mug of tea with me to Ikea and walked around with it.
The long and the short of it is, my favourite design feature in Ikea is that when you lie down on the beds to test the mattresses, there’s advertising on the ceiling.
