Ikea

Shopping at Ikea (B'ham) is stressful. Ceri wanted stuff for his new flat, so we wandered around for a few hours. The trolley wasn't full - but it still was enough. But having seen what's there, he can go with his new flat mates to the one in Croyden when they all move in to buy the crockery, cutlery and saucepans. We spotted a suitable table (Bjorkudden) which takes up very little room, so he will contact the agent and ask them to put one in the flat along with folding dining chairs. At least this time I was able to fit everything in the boot - and it is now in a neat pile in his room waiting for transportation down to London. He also needed to be fed while we were there, and demolished a plate of pasta in less than 5 mins - anybody watching would have thought he hadn't been fed for a week... and then home-via Kings Heath. Madness.