My workplace. Let me show you it.

These were mostly snatched in a couple of minutes while The Other Guy in the Silence Room had slipped out to get a coffee, so they're not great photos (besides which, I do not yet take great photos), but for those of you who are curious about the Lit & Phil, here's the doorway:





and the entrance hall:





Now we go down the stairs at the back, where I'm not allowed to take you:





Past Trotter Brockett, whom we love:





Shh...





Honestly, some of the books in here are so loud, we have to gag them:





Passing through the door, we find...



















...the Laptop of Heavenly Perfection, doing its thing!

Oh, and PS...

While I have your attention, here's the finest bag of Black Eye Beans ever to grace a grocery shelf:





(Yup. That's channa dal, that is. If it weren't comestible, I'd add it to my collection of Glorious Misprints. As it is, well, it shall be comested. But preserved none the less for posterity, through the glorious medium of art photography...