Well, I survived the foray into Ikea. Brat Camp was mostly over & the newlyweds and saddo's like me were coming out to play. You really would think we could find something better to do than go furniture shopping on a saturday night.
There are some really odd objects in Ikea though. Things you would think no-one would possibly want. What say you to a table lamp that looks for all the world like an illuminated piss-bottle...
Target consumer = "prostate man"?
Chortle