Hmmm. So, WordPress, we’re definitely off to a shaky start. You want a Site Title, but won’t let me enter one……..the gloves are hereby well and truly off.
One thing I have learnt about myself is that I hate giving in without a humdinger of a fight [do NOT get me going on my battle to renew my bus pass*]. So, I declare before the company of viewers heretofore assembled [did that sound assertive and official enough, do you think?] that I will, one fine day, give this site a title.
For the moment, though, I thought I would open this titling business up to suggestions…….go on, folk, do your worst. The winner will be rewarded by having a suitable poem written in their [dis]honour.
In the meantime, here’s a little ode to Ikea, just because.
Oh Swedish goddess of design
Let me enter thy portals, I am thine.
Thy strange green plastic shapes – I crave.
About thy flat-packed wares, I rave.
I bought a Kornik and a Borp,
A Kvestur and a Torrigtorp.
I packed them happily in the car
[but haven’t the faintest what they are].
Once home, I gloat with utmost bliss, but…
Ah. There’s something quite amiss.
Oh Swedish goddess of cruelty
You forgot to include an Allen key.