Reflecting

It made a change to just walk across the road to the office rather than make a 1.5 hr train journey. Then it was a day of interviewing, with the able assistance of raggedrascal . The final one was very draining (for both us and the interviewee, probably), after which I got in the car and headed north. I was extremely tired and hungry when I got in but managed to chuck some stuff in a pan with some pasta, which did the trick. When I was clearing up I was struck by the many layers of reflections in the kitchen window.