Nest.

Where the magic happens.

The man den. The office. Crow's nest. Dakota lounge. Quarters. The music suite.

Many names. Many capers.

Here it is.

Far too many loose wires - needs addressing I know. That's a sunday morning task.

Where I compose and curate.

Cogitate and ruminate.

None of you have asked but you're going to get a glimpse into the nerve centre.

I was going include a snap of me, from behind, sat at the desk, wearing a fez. 

Who wouldn't want to see that?

Unfortunately I have recently had my head shaved by Pia and she seems to have been a tad severe with the clippers at the back. 

Subsequently I now look like a recently released Rampton parole 'customer'.

Bah.