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duscuss

see frennys thread
I tell you mroe harm is dont ot relationships buy ikea htan any other store
men want BIG and DARK

women wnat SMALL and LIGHT

NQC

Why does your SIL put screws into people???

Your Ikea plan is the best, though. They have a computer in the warehouse bit, now, so you can look up the locations on it. However I am a real girl so I like wandering aound looking at the stupid glassware and having the classic Ikea conversation:

DP: What's that?
Me: It's a little thing for the kitchen. It's a pound.
DP: But we don't need it.
Me: But it's a pound.
DP: But We Don't Need It.
Me: But it's a pound

The Croydon one has been re-done and is now apparently the size of a small country. I have to go there this week. I am scared.

FrannyandZoeey that's ME that's ME

then we get to the checkout

CASHIER: That will be three hundred pounds please
DH: WTF?
ME: Runs off with carrier bags containing 300 "ButIt'sJustAPound" items

What everyone forgets is that IKEA stays open till 10PM nightly.

When I have to go, I go on DH's evening off during the week. Alone.

No rows, no crowds, in and out in half an hour.

MP yes yes :o

I love Ikea. DH loves Ikea.

We also do the "it's only a pound" convo. But I go "Oh, brilliant!" when DH says it to me, and he does the same to me.

Hmm. Am fast realising why we have NO money

(And the Brent Cross one has been redone, and you can now take your trolley right to the car, which is nice.

Me me me me me love Ikea

Ive never been to Ikea

How did I know VVVQV would find this thread?

DH and I love IKEA, but then we are very sad human beings :)

And there's a sale on! lol

Dh does not like Ikea. I generally do not bother to take him. Ideally I go in the week with just DD when DS is at school. Unfortunately DS is jealous so I promised he could come too. So yesterday after DS's swimming lesson I took DD (2) and DS (5) to Ikea on my own with no pushchair. I am either brave or foolish.

It was all going so well. DS and DD were walking nicely round the store holding hands and following the arrows (real yellow brick road stuff - DD even learnt the new word "arrow"). Then we got to the cafe and because they don't do non-fizzy juice in the main cafe bit I bought them each a bottle of organic apple and cranberry juice at the sandwich bar and then got in the queue for the main cafe. They both insisted on holding their own juice. And we queued for 35 minutes. Just as we got to be served DD dropped her bottle and it broke. Cue - me mega stressed stood in a pool of sticky juice and glass trying to fit 3 plates and 3 cakes on a tray and DD absolutely inconsolable. Argh! And then, of course, there is the problem when you go on your own of finding a table that somebody isn't reserving for somebody in the 35 minute long queue.

After that it looked up again.

Oi, watch it - don't slag the staff or I'll go round and take all the screws out of the flatpacks

Well I got guilt-tripped into working this afternoon, and got to watch all you sheep wandering on a neverending circle around the store. What you don't get is that it's not a circle, it's a craftily planned mobius strip of a journey designed to make you do at least three circuits just so you pick up more stuff before we relent and let you out to the tills......

Listern, this has to tell you something, no one who works there would ever shop there on a weekend, and definitely not a bank holiday one. You're all mad and for the last time - you cut your own damn fabric, yes all the curtains are that length, no we don't do velux/vertical/bendy blinds or rods for bay windows and the way out is THAT WAY.

Thank you.

been once to buy a bed - got there - 1 left according to staff - by the time we got to the bay to pick it up - someone else had beaten us to it - dh had the right ump and wanted to go straight home - I wanted to shop more.... had driven quite a distance to get there and I was not leaving empty handed - dh won. Am trying to get the energy up to go to the one here is Brisbane - have not been yet.

we went on a late night and it was horrid.

F&Z, I should have known you would have spotted it.

SIL is a surgeon. They use normal electric screwdriver things (like drills) to screw in the screws in hip replacements, knee things, etc. They run the bits through a steriliser (autoclave?) and put a plastic bag around the electric parts.

NQC

I was really getting quite concerned as I initially read your post as saying that she had used that actual same screwdriver to put screws in people, which sort of ruled out her doing it legitimately. I thought she must have been some sort of performance artist, S+M brothel worker, or...well, I tried not to think about it after that :o

After a while I worked out that it was only the same model [phew emoticon]

I always find myself walking round following the 'arrows' and then suddenly I am following the 'arrows'' the wrong way. My sense of direction is awful I admit, but I can never quite work out how I ALWAYS end up following the arrows the wrong way!!

And then when you finally get down to the warehouse bit where you go and pick up your flatpacks and it is OUT OF STOCK!!! and then you have to go round the store again to find something else instead! GRRRRR!

Love the stuff but HATE the store!

we find a trip to ikea creates an inner peace adn harmony for us
It is a relationship affirmer
could do with it this weekend mind you but car has no exhaust so we're trapped in domestic hell...

Bank Holiday grrr.

We bought the children's toy storage system - in white in the showroom with sign saying 'only in stock in pine' - on Saturday.

We wanted pine to match the one it is going to go with. Went to put it up today and it is white. According to the website it is in stock in pine (only available in pine no less).

DH gave DS a lamp to carry into the house yesterday. DS (3) throws it into the hall... Broken lamp - one of two ceiling lamps for the front room...

Loo brush is missing its handle.

DH is threatening to return this afternoon. 60 mile trip.

Got a nice dining room table at half price though

I like the meatballs and chips and I'm pregnant so I may have that for my dinner.

They've switched to some horrid-tasting cola thing though.

When I was 8 months PG with ds1, dh and a very bossy and overbearing friend, bullied me into going to IKEA, they knew it was my nemesis, to choose a new sofa.
Sod the pair of them, I thought, and chose the most hideous canary yellow hessian covered one that looked as though a 4 year old had drawn it. When is it was delivered dh's face was a picture but he knew well enough not to be starting anything with a 39 week PG lady. HA! I thought, that'll teach him.
A few days later dh told me the arm of the sofa was loose and Ikea were coming to take it back and give us a refund. With the wind taken somewhat out of my cutting-off-my-nose-to-spite-my-face sails, I said goodbye to the yellow monstrosity and it was only once the new Chesterfield was in place in the front room did I learn that dh had spent the best part of a evening kicking the sofa tilll it was indeed loose.

Needless to say neither of us ever goes to Ikea any more

do you have ikea in Oz suzy?

We have a tiny bijou one, it's very civilized indeed but I only go there for the paper on the big rolls