2 weeks in the new office and I'm still getting used to the view out of 'my' window.
I guess it's a case of 'be careful of what you wish for' or, in this case, of what you ask for.
Before the office move our line manager enquired if we had any preferences, and I, who normally doesn't ask for anything, said that I would like a window seat.
And I cannot say that I didn't get it.
My colleagues who don't really care about the views enjoy a Mary Poppins' view of the rooftops. I suppose I should appreciate the irony.
But of course I am happy that the new office is still in centre of town, close to all the attractions (and temptations).
Tonight I stopped in St. James's Park for a couple of minutes to admire the sea of daffodils, in full bloom. Such a display!