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I know that it’s entirely possible that pink velvet is going to be one of those fleeting trends that disappears into the interiors ether as quickly as it arrived, but please humour me. Because I’ve always wanted a pink bed. Not the type of pink bed that looks as though it’s been stolen from an eighties prom queen, with Pepto Bismol woodwork and frilly polyester skirting that presents a worrying fire risk. No, I’m talking cool pink beds; vintage shapes, muted shades of rose, non-crushed velvets and legs of brass and wood.
Quite honestly, I would have gone for something pink years ago had it not been for Mr AMR, who is of the hard-edged no-pastels modernist school of interiors; only now that I have my own room to decorate can I fully unleash my decorating desires. Now that I have my studio, with its dual-aspect windows and soothing views and steady, flat northern light (excellent for filming in), I feel like a teenager again – a world of possibilities in terms of paint and furniture and lighting… And no clue where to start.
Which is why my studio room set (aka Ted’s Old Bedroom) sits forlorn and empty, furnished with oddments of furniture and the weird, badly-sized bed that Mr AMR bought from America a few years ago. (There’s a huge gap between mattress and frame – you could almost lose a child down it.) The walls need re-plastering, the radiator needs moving and the air...