Last year I talked about my new blinds and how, after weeks of agonising, I very uncharacteristically plumped for a dizzy abstract triangle print from Romo. I should not have fretted because nine months later I am still mesmerised by this seemingly simple design. The intermittent pop of random colour causes the pattern to morph from square to triangle, lozenge to diamond, egg-timer to envelope. I find it strangely soothing, which probably says more about me than the fabric!
