Had a trip to Ikea on Wednesday, to buy up some bits and pieces for the house. By three-quarters of the way round I’d decided I’d become a zen master of self-control, as I hadn’t got anything which wasn’t on my list…

… ’till a pot-plant leapt out at me that was just perfect for the spare room. Sigh.

Actually I still felt pretty good, because the plant was nearly on the list anyway (we knew we needed one, but hadn’t planned on getting it from Ikea) – plus they didn’t have one of the other items that was on the list, so I ended up spending less than I’d originally planned.

Can’t say I wasn’t very tempted by a whole host of fiddle-faddle, mind!