The air smells of fresh-cut oak and brewed coffee. Shafts of dusty sunlight, alive with dancing motes, slice through the quiet of the morning. This is the workshop of our master joiner, and it is where ideas on paper begin to breathe. In an age of flat-packs and fleeting trends, this space is a sanctuary of substance, a place where a client’s vision is slowly and skilfully coaxed from raw timber.