The windows beyond my window

While I was away from work last week there was a shuffle of seating and desks. This happens from time to time to accommodate some initiative or other. Usually these initiatives are superceded by another initiative within the year and we are moved once again. So a mood of impermanence hangs over our seating arrangements. Have to say, I don't mind this.

However, I now have a view of the inner wall of our quadrangle. Not feeling quite so smug about having a window seat as I previously did when I could practically see across Scotland, the Atlantic and back round again.