CASTLES AND BURROWS QUIBBLER
- Eldis_
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don’t know about you all, but I love walking through IKEA. There is something about those high ceilings, clearly-marked meandering pathways, the absurd amount of couches grouped, and the presence of other people discussing furniture to buy that is just highly calming to me. I remember going to IKEA reasonably regularly, at least twice a year, with my parents. My mum and I would stroll past those tiny rooms and ruthlessly criticise the way they were designed and decorated. Fake flowers? Those will become dusty in no time, and they are a nightmare to clean. Cupboards with glass doors? You’re never going to keep the inside of those cupboards neatly organised and clean, and those windows will be
covered in fingerprints by you before you know it. The drawers will be impossible to open with that handle if you’ve got dirty hands whilst cooking. And that desk will never have enough room for all the documents—stuff like that. After walking through the entire top floor, we, being IKEA family members, would pause for a free coffee or tea and maybe a tiny sweet treat at the restaurant before continuing our journey down the escalators to the ground floor, continuing our evaluation of the products on display. Not consistently negative, very frequently very positively as well. Ooh, if you do that, the light dims? And look how smart you can collapse this, so it doesn’t take up that much space! And before paying for our stuff, we visited the bargain-deal corner too,
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