When we moved in to this house, the kitchen bothered me, always. It became one of those things that continued to bother me for the next two and a half years. The plan had always been that the KOD (kitchen-extension of dreams) would be coming. Initially we thought that would happen after two years, then that turned into three. KOD is still very much on the horizon, but then something happened that made me realise that I couldn’t just live with our sh*t kitchen (or “shitchen” as it has come to be affectionately known) for a moment longer. I was approached by a magazine who wanted to photograph our house; brilliant I know, but my first reaction? “My kitchen is sh*t.” Ok, maybe not those exact words when I wrote back to them, but you get the idea. So it was time to come clean, show the world the kitchen we had been living with and actually use this as the much-needed kick up the arse to actually do something about it!