Well, today involved a lovely trip to IKEA. If you don't know, I love IKEA. I love every aspect of it, from it's silly Swedish names, to it's real Swedish books placed in the bedrooms/living rooms to make them look lived in; from it's bizarre luminous orange drink at the restaurant to how organised it is. In short, we went to my Mecca today. This IKEA totally blew my IKEA at home out of the water. For starters, it had two floors. TWO FLOORS. They had even made the restaurant quite classy, compared to the one in Leeds which just feels like a canteen. The one in Rennes feels like a real French restaurant. This is helped by the food that is served. Proper French food, with an IKEAn twist. I got a tiny rug, a duvet cover (finally!), a cup, a glass, a plate, some wooden spoons and some candles. Plus some coathangers. In case you're wondering, candles in French is "bougies".
"N'oublie pas les paroles!" was also watched today. Which is "Don't forget the lyrics!" in English. If I'm honest, it was pretty shit, but I enjoyed it. They format it like Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?. Lifelines and everything. It's all so serious. Most bizarre.
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