James is riding a high. The success of his proposals to Haswell, his offered designs for the billionaire’s City Project has left him in rare good mood. And it is fair comment. I know myself how many years of work he has put in to reach this point. He deserves his success.
And of course, Charlotte and I are also reaping the benefit, with the whole summer to enjoy this wonderful beach house. James has to hop back to the City every so often to meet up with Haswell for future work and to see the on-going work, but in fact, I think he is enjoying it.
“I’m out in the City again today, but I’ll be back tonight,” he says one morning. “Anyone want a change of scene for the day?”
“Lunch out?” I suggest to Charlotte. “Nice Italian place perhaps?”
Her eyes light up. “Sounds great.” Even somewhere
