Richard Ray (the Glassist?) came around this week to look at the space I’d blocked out for him. What a nice man he is. Everything was going swimmingly until he said he wanted to put a black cloth on the display table.
‘No! No! No!’ the voice inside my head said.
‘Umm?’ my actual voice said.
It was at this point I realized I have a very strong idea of how I want the house to look and that I am, as I’ve always suspected, a control freak.
It took me several inane conversations with my brain in overdrive before I managed to casually drop into the flow of drivel spewing from my mouth that…
‘I’d like to try displaying the glass on a white cloth and not the black if that’s ok?
Silence. Richard considered.
‘OK,’ he smiled
Once again - what a nice man Richard Ray is.

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