Yesterday I was an extra in a remake of Logan’s Run . . . that’s how it seemed, anyway.
I was an a huge self-contained ‘village’ surrounded by young smiling people and we were all surrounded by brightly coloured ‘objects of desire’. We all followed the directions, clutching pencils and pieces of paper, hoping to acquire our dream before the time of Carousel.
The weather was awful, and the outdoors when we finally escaped was more than reminiscent of the opening of Blade-Runner, with Harrison Ford with his collar turned up against the rain . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
So anyway that was my rainy Sunday at Ikea . . .