Here we all are. Back at school and many of us back at work - in our actual work environments - how strange it all is. What should feel normal perhaps feels slightly other wordly.

As we slip into the last few weeks of summer holidays, the world continues to twist and sway. Many of you have holidayed for the first time away from home in a long time. And then you get to come back home – one of life’s greatest pleasures and privileges.

We think about colour and paint differently. We believe everyone should be able to live in a joyous, safe and beautiful home that tells their story. We are all different. Where and how we live is unique and we want our colours to help you find your joy, your haven and your personal narrative.

A flat path high, high up in the air, falling away – soft, rounded forms of the Downs to the left and a plump line of sky and sea to the right. This is the path to Firle. The Beacon being it’s starting point and its way, leading on to way. There is a magic here and it is a place that I love, that we love as a family.

I have visited Kettle’s Yard dozens of times over the last few years – six pilgrimages alone in the last few months before it closed for a long renovation.