Jasmine has a superpower: she can look at a crumbling shack with a leaky roof and call it “a fantastic blank canvas.” Most of us would call it a tear-down and a fire hazard. She smiles through it all, even when the couple has a budget that would barely rent a broom closet in Manchester. Her job is basically herding cats—cats who have opinions on tile grout and dislike any property more than a ten-minute walk from a tapas bar.
You’ve seen the episodes: the husband wants a golf course, the wife wants a pool, and their combined budget is three hundred quid and a pack of Hobnobs. Jasmine never flinches. She just twinkles at the camera, knowing full well that the next property is a former donkey stable with no running water.
