Confessions of a shopaholic

I have to admit that I have been sucked in by the Dailymail side bar once or twice. I am trying to break free of the habit but I couldn’t help noticing all the shopaholic stories. You know the ones where women are standing in rooms full of clothes showing off their shopping bags: Well…

Ikea, Ikan, Idid.

It was time to buy a kitchen, not just any kitchen, an ikea kitchen. I’ve written previously about the how and why of our kitchen purchase – and now the where. Glasgow Ikea is very handy to where we live so the three trips I have made in the past three weeks haven’t taken too…

Kitchen be-gone!

Our renovation experts have been busy demolishing, tearing down and stripping out the fixtures in the house. The kitchen and the tiles have all been removed. All the speckled dots are what is left of the tile adhesive. Quite some change from here: I am not sad to see the back of the the laminate…

All design but no kitchen

Don’t you just love it when you walk into a shop and you see sale signs? I have to be honest, it was planned – I was at Ikea last week and was told that there would be a sale starting on 24th September so I should come back then for a great deal. The…

IKEA? IKAN!

Stuart and I have had our fair share of fun times at Ikea over the years. Our marriage is pretty solid but the two things that have caused heated debates have been: (1)┬ádriving directions & (2) Ikea visits. Thankfully a GPS solved 50% of those problems and we’ve had enough time and experience at Ikea…