Pole Position

In these times where the personalisation of one's work space is either frowned upon or in extreme cases completely forbidden I take comfort in the knowledge that so far my pics of my long-suffering children fit neatly inside the metal pole holding up the first floor and are therefore hidden from the "personalisation police."

The sellotape gets a bit tired at times and the photos fall off so they get stuck up again a little squint - this, I think adds to the charm.

The children are a good bit older now but I'm not sure I want to change them yet (the pictures not the children...)