Tat London Journal

There is something thrilling about the below. It feels akin to playing the lottery. The picture shown in each listing is the allegorical lottery ticket. Here, instead, of imagining house you'd spend your winnings, you ponder how you can rearrange the walls, create the kitchen, move the bathrooms, fix up that studio. Even though the real chances of you purchasing any of the below are limited, you get to sit in a world of your own making that might feel somewhat delusional but

Jessica Light. It would have been mad not to ask her, and the fact she replied made me profoundly grateful. I have been a fan since she took part in the House & Garden Shop in 2015. That was the first time I saw her tassels, those tassels made by her fair hands, extraordinary in colour, touch and sheer beauty. She is the queen of passementerie, with pieces commissioned by the royal family, film sets and any self respecting interiors bon vivant.

I have heard from two very in the know sources that the rich are out of here. Gone. Absconded behind a pair of sunglasses and a chrome suitcase marketed as being able to withstand both the Galápagos and the Arctic, though in reality it is only ever wheeled between Dubai, the South of France and Positano. These sources, an interior designer and a very costly night nurse, told me that their clients are fleeing Britain for kinder tax havens, Monaco chief among them.