Where it happens...
I am preparing for the move of my study from where it has been for over 20 years and there is a considerable challenge in clearing out a place where I have worked for so long. My new study will be - well, wait and see - and this will become a bedroom.
It is here that I based myself for the four years I was out of the Parliament and wrote several books. In fact I think all my books have been written in this room , almost all my commentary and journalism and lots of other things too.
It suddenly occurred to me this morning that it is also an un-blipped place, which is strange considering how many blips I must have uploaded from here.
So this is the study, a lot brighter since the new velux roof window was installed last week, and a little messier than usual (though Cathleen and Cailean would dispute that I am sure) as papers , pamphlets, notes and books are being boxed , some for the new study and some for dumping or , the case of the books, given away.
It even features my standing desk, which I have had for a couple of years and which I like very much , and Tigear, who is asleep on my chair.
However I did a bit more than clear the study today. I managed, eventually when the rain stopped, to cut the back grass and as it was also the day of the Colintraive Fete we went down there for a bit. My extra picture - another panorama - shows the busy scene.