The living room.
The hallway.
Platt, who grew up with his mother in London, says she really loved Ireland, especially as the Irish âarenât bothered by classâ. âWhen I was young she had no boyfriends; she didnât want a man in her life as so many of them had let her down. The only one she had was later on, and he was an Irishman called Jimmy.â
The third bedroom in the pristine cottage is now Plattâs home office. Though engaged as a business consultant, he has taken the past year off to comply with a request in his motherâs will: âThat my son Seymour will endeavour to tell the truth about my life.â