Well, the work has finally started and we're already left with a shell where our old (somewhat partied out) kitchen stood. Turns out the electrician is an old mate who i've not seen for years too, which helps.
There's already discrepencies with the lighting system and some small changes, the gaffer already having told me "oh I take no notice of him" - 'him' being the guy who planned it all out. (OMG)
No appliances, no sink, no dishwasher and the dining room looks like a refugee camp. Great.