...some of the words sound like a foreign language... By Grace LB

My Mum had just bought a flat pack chest of drawers from Ikea and was sitting in the middle of the living room. She had been staring at it constantly for twenty minutes with her gold rimmed glasses on, and every now and again the glasses would slip off and she would mutter in annoyance. As the clock chimed 30 minutes later I heard her shout “Some of these words sound like a foreign language!” She marched off, with a twinkle of malice in her eye,  and came back with a hammer. Next thing I know, BANG!... then insane laughter.