My earliest recollection of engineering stems from a morning spent down a hole in the road, repairing a gas main - I was 5 years old.
Artistic licence of course. The British Gas engineers took pity on an overly inquisitive toddler and offered a blunt nail and a pipe offcut as a distraction.
After a working lunch, probably eggs and soldiers, discussing Britain’s archaic utilities network with my mother I spent the afternoon laying under my bedside table, designing a city-wide overhaul.
Apparently furniture is not in fact a blank canvas for sharpening one's engineering mind. Even if fully colour coded.
Toddler in a trench
27 house moves across four countries in three decades meant an unhealthy amount of time spent rearranging lofts, garages, sheds and shipping containers - forming a deep appreciation for slick and effective storage solutions. Further honed by spells living on boats, in tents, caravans, campervans and the tiniest of tiny apartments.
The desire to help others realise their buildings’ full potential while reducing impact on our planet is what drives The Room Within.
