The crittall glass people arrived here yesterday and the only glass they left is the sort related to the Emperor’s new clothes:  It didn’t fit through the front door…one centimetre out, so it’s been returned to the factory. Apparently the main frame was supposed to be designed in two parts but it wasn’t. Their bad.  But it leaves me to explain the situation to Building Control and delay our final sign off again..there’s always something.

I’m distracting the frustration with a search for the perfect table lamp..something utterly ugly and totally wonderful.

They give such bones to a room..an intriguing combination of height, light and ambience.

It’s a ploy that’s working…

Laters, Kate x