All lit up like Blackpool illuminations
So our mate Alan schlepped back from his palatial second home in Cyprus ( the full monty; built upon the same budget that might buy a studio on Lordy Lane SE22 complete with underground parking for four motor's - how posh is that I ask?) to illuminate number four.
What a difference real lighting makes. We have become so used to temporary building lights that I had almost persuaded myself that I did not look too bad on six hours sleep a night and twenty cups of builders tea a day. Top tip is glaring temporary lighting removes most wrinkles and gives a smooth appearance to the skin that even Vaseline on a lens cannot hope to achieve.
Horrid shock then to return to reality this week and find that all rooms have lights and power. Particularly harrowing have been fully lit mirrors showing thefull toll this project has taken. I mayhave been well and truly filled with Restylane back in February but it is clear that the builders will need to chuck a bit ofsand and cement my way when the rendering begins.That aside the lighting is looking marvellous with a combination of pendants, downlighters and freestanding. I am especially fond of the bathroom mirror light which has a soft glow that both Joan Collins and I will find acceptable in terms of flattery to the less youthful mush - thank you Mr Starck. I only wish I had taken Joan's lead on the wig but that is another story…