Celebrity...

The worst thing about celebrity is the sense of recognition. You see them and know that you should be searching for the name so that when you pucker up with a ‘hi darling, how are you’... it’s a little more authentic. Then the realisation that actually you don’t know them at all. All a bit unsettling. Gordon Ramsay today in the Wolseley being a case in point and Stephen Fry at Scott’s last week. A momentary sense of knowing, then saving one’s self from launching into the world of groupydom. Such a fine line.

Interesting day as ever - think I’d hate it all if I knew what was coming. More kitchens and bathrooms and I know that this high-tech contemporary apartment that I am revamping is without doubt somewhere that I would be happy to live. Great news that the client and I are aligned on taste. It helps. That must be the understatement of the year!