Adult Space (48/366)

Another play date, and we - the parents - are hiding in the conservatory. You can see Mrs Edinburgh Chap reflected on the right, and the glare from her treasured iPad in the roof.

The conservatory is lit by 5 of the lamps you see on the left. If you sit in there and count the lights, reflections, and reflections of reflections you get confused somewhere north of 45.

And yes, that is the reflection of my post-work little something you can see there. Cidre. Tasty.