The Guide's offices

I was out for a wander on Ursa-Minor-Beta today, enjoying the warmth of the suns, as I wandered around light city, attempting to not-fall-into the swimming pools which seem to be sprouting everywhere.

Anyway. As I was wandering down Regent Street, I found myself outside some of the most famous offices of them all - the home of The Guide.

So. I wandered in, and was informed that I wasn't cool enough to be seen, so I took advantage of my invisibility, and got myself a drink, that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea. In fact, it was more like beer. Cool, refreshing beer. No wonder my mate Arthur hates it. He prefers the fruit based drinks that are usually preferred by ladies (but then, he does work in the media.)

Having enjoyed my cool drink, I walked back outside, where it was possible to photograph the reflections in the mirrored glass that makes up the outside walls. Which you can now see, here.