In my childhood memories, some things are inseparably linked: IKEA, Tiny Toons, hex tip screwdriver. How come?
Most of our furniture at home was and is from IKEA. We drove to IKEA about two or three times a year, by car or by train. IKEA was always a wonderland for me: Our parents went to look for forniture, bedsheets and other things, while my brother and me stayed in the children’s corner. There were a movie room and an indoor playground with a ball-pool.
Diving into the ball-pool was one of the most wonderful experiences in my early life! The feeling of the cool plastic balls under and next to me and on my skin, as well as the sound they made when I was floating and swimming and diving between them…
Our family didn’t have television mainly for the reason that it would have a bad influence on my brother and me. So whenever there was an opportunity to watch TV I took it. The movie room was always dark, with staircase-like carpeted floor, they had even cushions there and bean bags. The big TV in front showed cartoons like Tiny Toons, Pink Panther and Inspector Gadget all time long. I always felt like in heaven!!!
My parents came back after finishing their shopping, which was about two hours, and I always begged them: Please, I want to stay a bit longer and watch some more cartoons! After another half an hour and calling us two or three times, my brother and me would finally agree to come with them to walk a round in the showrooms: try out the sofas and chairs, lie onto the beds, open all cabinet doors, look into the kitchen cupboards, switch the lamps on and off in the lighting section, play with the stuffed animals, look at all the beautiful pictures and prints, touch absolutely every single item and shouting „look at that!“ „wow!“ „hey thats funny“ „mum can I have that“ every ten seconds.
Sometimes we even went to the IKEA restaurant and got some yummy food. It always was a full-day adventure. After coming home, I helped my parents to unpack all the flat cardboard packages and help my father to assemble the new furniture.
Thats where my fascination and love for IKEA came from. I still love going there, even if I don’t intend to buy anything. Just the experience of being there, finding out which are the years new products and designs, trying out the new furniture, getting some inspiration for the own room is enough. Oh yes, and of course eating cottbullar, daim-cake and cranberry juice at their restaurant!
If I could, I would work there as one of their assemblers ^^
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