Beam Me Up, Sootie.

I have spent some considerable time tidying and sorting in the study.

This has involved moving everything around, which I always like to do.

Now the desk is under the window and I can adjust the light easily with blind and/or persiana.

I am reminded of an episode of May To December, a light-hearted look at the age-gap in a relationship, where Anton Rogers was showing his much-younger other half his office and she said his desk looked like the bridge of the Starship Enterprise.

To which his rather dim secretary replied, "Beam Me Up, Sootie."

That's always tickled me.