(Other than on my mum's chest)

Yesterday, due to odd work circumstances I won't bore you with (for once), I had a meeting with a client in their Kensington flat that Rightmove tells me is worth around £4.5 million.

I didn't particularly need to go, but I thought I'd rue the missed opportunity if I didn't. I'll have to check the spreadsheet to verify, but I'm pretty sure I smashed my previous record for most expensive private residence I've done a shit in.

You?