Hi I would like to say if a company won't give you references from previous companies I would be very wary. We always give details of previous customers to new potential customers and we are a member of checkatrade.com where all our customers leave feedback on us which can be searched online. Hope this helps

Mylands. You always regret your economies. I've repainted this kitchen 4X over the years, and last time was in Dulux which wore so poorly. Just custom mixed a new vibrant duck egg to paint my kitchen in marble matt walls, eggshell woodwork, and floor paint. Mylands matched impeccably. It was a dream of coverage, and looks spectacular. The quality of the pigment shows, looks the money, nothing like synthetic mediocre pigments in cheaper paint. It's a big improvement.

Hi Tom, Jonathan and Mrs Kain - a belated thank you very much for your comments. Great spot about the shiny ceiling - I hadn't realised that was having an impact. I was going to go for grey kitchen cupboards, and then the kitchen fitter came over the other day and suggested a corner bench seat (where the white unit is) and a dresser where the table currently is, to tie both ends of the room together better - they would be the same style and colour wood as the kitchen units will be after revamping. I was thinking white walls - a Farrow and Ball white, if you have any suggestions of which might look best? Agree about the lights - they are ugly and I've purposefully not added new bulbs as bulbs are quite expensive and I don't like them so didn't want to invest more. I was thinking something like these below to throw light out (and ceiling is low so can't really have anything pendant). Do you think I could also do a pendant over the corner bench/table area or would that look odd in a room with low ceiling with these flush lights too? Would love to hear your thoughts, thanks again for commenting!

I'd say we all want to live in that lovely house we passed whilst on the way to go brambling with a jam jar in our hand and high hopes of a good day. Maybe it was the gates, or the gravel driveway that appealed, and it even had stone pillers and Georgian windows . And I'd wait and stare, and wait and stare curious about who lived there and hoping they'd drive out allowing me a quick glimpse of another world. Them. Then I'd feel ashamed stood there in my jumble-sale-new clothes, bothered that perhaps someone might come out and ask me what was I doing. I learnt it was a very rich person home, a shipbuilder who owned a shipping fleet and I wanted to copy him, if he could do it- then so could I. So that man and that lovely house blighted my life for the best, and it still does. I love this house and stop outside it whenever I pass by. I'm heart broken, and I'm a big strong man and big strong men are not allowed to cry. That adopted house is my comfort blanket, my home, and I go to sleep and it becomes mine.This is my lounge, this my garden, this gate is mine, and please come in when you go brambling. Don't walk on by, share it with me, you can adopt upstairs or the fireplaces, or ceiling coving and florals, I won't mind.