About
Fifteen years.
One van. One toolbox.
I'm Lukasz, a London handyman since 2010. Based in East Dulwich — work comes by word of mouth from South London neighbours, and that's how I'd like to keep it.
I started fixing London homes in 2010. Trained properly — not the "I watched a YouTube video" sort — and my first few years were spent on Victorian terraces in South London, learning the specifics of period housing stock: sash windows that rattle, plaster that flakes, floorboards that squeak, doors that drop on their hinges.
Over fifteen years I've added the rest of what a London home throws at you: kitchen and bathroom fit-outs, smart-home kit, fitted alcove cupboards, draught-proofing, the endless small-but-fiddly repairs that keep a house feeling looked after. If it isn't gas and it isn't major structural, I've probably done it.
Work comes almost entirely by word of mouth. A neighbour on Lordship Lane recommends me to their friend in Peckham, who recommends me to their sister in Herne Hill. That's how the diary fills, and it's the kind of business I want to keep running — slow to book new clients, but reliably there for the old ones.
What my East Dulwich neighbours say most often is the bit I'm most proud of — that I leave the place cleaner than I found it.
The house rules
A short list of things I don't compromise on.
On time.
If I say 9am, I'm there at 9am. If something moves, you hear about it the day before — not an hour after I was meant to arrive.
Quote first.
Written price before any tool comes out of the van. No surprise invoices. No scope drift. If the job changes, we agree it first.
Finish properly.
Cut lines straight. Grout even. Skirting scribed. Hinges flush. If it's worth doing, it's worth doing once — and worth doing right.
Leave it clean.
Dust sheets down first, debris out last. Your home looks like a home when I leave — not a building site. This is the thing neighbours mention most.