We called in at Ikea’s store in Ancona on our way back from taking Candy and Quinn to the airport the other week. Pat wanted to get an extra bed for her studio and I wanted some shelf extensions for the library. While there we decided to replace the dave-chairs yet again. The existing ones were uncomfortable for extended sitting - and in the winter thanks to Pat’s wood-burning stove we spend a lot of time in the kitchen. Putting the shelves together was pretty straightforward: like half the book-owning world practice has made me a bit of a Billy expert.
The chairs didn’t present too much of a problem either:
Yesterday morning, however, Ikea delivered the bed. It took me from around ten until quarter to seven to put the wretched thing together. There were two major flaws with the instructions: telling you to put pieces together in a way which was physically impossible, and failing to warn you of a counter-intuitive location of an angle-iron. Not Ikea’s finest hour: I’d previously found their instructions clear and fool (or Jim) - proof as long as you paid close attention and followed them scrupulously. Still the bed looks very pretty now it’s assembled.
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