We bought a couple of picture frames in IKEA last week but ended up not needing them in the end, so I thought I'd make use of one to frame a poster that I bought in France a couple of years ago. It fitted the frame perfectly but the other half refused permission for me to put it up in the house for some inexplicable reason. So, I've now upgraded the business end of the workbench with a splendid bit of 1930's French poster art, covering up an unsightly stack of terrain boxes and adding a sandy backdrop of an exotic colonial outpost somewhere in the deserts of North Africa. You can almost smell the heady whiff of Gitanes and camel poo. Zut Alors!