Summer Sifting

It's a stunningly warm day today here.

Now the department where I work is made up of a large number of old houses, plus some new corrugated iron structures with external staircases, sprawling across a number of different ground levels. As such, it's like a 3D maze, with gangways and staircases interlinking buildings, but not all of which connect on anyone level. Thus, to get to the tearoom, I go outside, down two flights of stairs, across a gangway, inside, and then up another flight of stairs; and that's pretty direct compared to some.

Being such a lovely, it would be tragic to be inside, especially as there are lush little gardens sandwiched between all the buildings. So while some are working outside, many others are running errands, off to check their mail etc., and stopping to chat with each other on the stairs and gangways. The groups wax and wane. People make excuses, and move on, only to coalesce again around the next corner, or after they re-emerge from their destination. It's truly lovely today, but it's not so much fun navigating between buildings in a southerly storm.