John built our house in 1992 and it still looks sharp and clean.
It is because he is a perfectionist.
A classic example: recently John put a track in the ceiling so we could roll a painting along to hide or reveal a plasma screen. The track trolley is hidden away, above the plaster line. The supplier used a timber cut-off to space its wheels; John had it replaced with stainless steel. Why? ‘Because now that I’ve seen it, its got to come down otherwise neither of us will be able to sleep.’ He was right.
We believe he loves our house as much as Richard and we do.