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About eight months into a gruelling kitchen renovation project (I can also tell you which builder NOT to use…), I had rescheduled the kitchen delivery from IKEA and the fronts from Plykea multiple times, and was at the end of my tether. Losing faith in my amateur design ever fitting a space whose likely ultimate  dimensions seemed to change daily; so tired of having people I didn’t like, trust or respect in my house every day. There was zero good faith input into the project (which I as a sole adult resident was juggling with working full time), and as a result my enthusiasm for the project was draining away like the washing up water down the plughole in the (second floor!) bath. Trying to manage for an ever-shifting likely installation date, I read the reviews of IKEA’s ‘own’ (ie subcontracted) service and took the decision not to subject the last threads of my sanity to that. I came on here and within moments my mind was made up to approach Top Marx kitchens. With my budget wearing as thin as my will to cook another family meal on one travel hob/in the microwave, though, I feared I wouldn’t be able to afford such an obviously premium service, and was resigned to filing the quote in the ’if only’ folder. Lo and behold, the prompt and courteous email response containing MY ONLY UNDER-BUDGET QUOTE OF THE WHOLE JOB was the first delight of my experience with John and Gabi. The minute John came round I felt for the first time like there was someone on my team. His work is of an exceptional quality, he’s tidy, reliable, quick, honest, and takes not only an honourable approach to but also a real pride in his work. Both of them are responsive and collaborative, and I cannot overstate the positive impact they had on our house and our lives. John responded creatively and thriftily to the (many!!) challenges that emerged throughout the installation, and we are all thrilled with the result. If I were ever going to do a kitchen again, I would enlist John from the very beginning, as he combines his practical and pragmatic approach and great technical skills with both an engineer’s problem-solving ability and a keen eye for aesthetics and design. 11/10 ️ 

Edited by Fran SE26
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  • Fran SE26 changed the title to BRILLIANT kitchen fitter! Look no further than Top Marx

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