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:: a taste of an ikea home

On a Sunday at Ikea, I managed to convince Lottie a narrow 'Expedit' bookcase would be a good idea for our bedroom. Its deep square shelves remind me of the larger Expedit bookcase I left in my own bedroom, when I left home in Nijmegen. And though it's silly, it makes me a feel a little bit more at home in Manchester.

Years ago, when I moved to Edinburgh, I regularly ate at a Pizza Hut. Not because it's cheap, nor because it compares well to Scottish cooking. No, I'm ashamed to say it was just to have a taste almost exactly as it was at home. How weak of me, and how bland, I know. I suppose a visit to Ikea is a trick from the same book. That said, I enjoyed slapping this bookcase together after coming home from work today. And I genuinely like this bookcase more than a pizza with free cola upgrades.

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