One of those days.

This morning was one of double diary errors. One of them resulted in me hiding myself away in the library to work for a while rather than trek backwards and forwards across campus unnecessarily.
I realised as I was taking this that, 25 of the last 26 years being spent here, I am going to miss the fabric of the built environment an awful lot.
Not as much as I'm going to enjoy not having to be here though.
This is the splendid reading room in the Brotherton library. A bit quieter than when I was here a few weeks ago during exams.