Mr Andreas seems to have vanished since the advent of our new bedroom non-reading lamps a few days ago, just as I've decided to be truthful in response to his (possibly insincere) "tell me what you think."
Mr A: (proudly) We have put new lamps in your bedroom
Me: Will I still be able to see to read?
Mr A: (slightly deflated) Tell me what you think
But no sign of him since. The lamps in question are designed to cast a dim glow on the ceiling and replace perfectly satisfactory ones that provided adequate reading lights with flexible direction. Absolutely maddening, considering the number of genuine improvements he might have undertaken and the fact that the sitting room lights are dim wall fixtures unsuitable for evening reading. Even buying a lamp is not a real possibility as there is only one ill-placed outlet in the sitting room.