Ikea'd again.

the most successful trip to Ikea we ever had was when we went with no form of payment - no cards, no cash - "just for a look".

This time we went for a look and managed £250 on a bootfull of designer luxury including new bedding which is very swish and enough shelving to store the british library.

The nearest Ikea is now leeds, which is a 1 hour journey by car, add this to a couple of hours trawling round, and the return trip and Andrew once again has been subject to a 5 hour nap in the middle of the afternoon. This is something his Dad and Mum stopped paying for at 3 this morning when a very tired baby finally gave up the ghost and retired to dreamland.

Ikea is evil.