I was in a bit of a mood. Not even the blue blue sky at Civic Square could fix it. I think it was end-of-holiday blues.
My new job is in a very old part of the Parliamentary complex. I love the vintage mint-green tiles in the bathroom.
Thankfully I was allowed to get a new ID photo taken. My last one ended up looking nothing like me.
He died fetching keys he’d dropped down a drain. That’s a nightmare right there.
Black & white photos for my Irish passport application. Despite having to pin my fringe back? I didn’t mind these so much.
Walking by the waterfront. It’s still only January but the wind is getting increasingly chill.
I had to go back to the office to send an email (it slipped my mind on Friday) so Craig came to see my new office. Turns out that he’d never seen around Parliament in the three years I’d been working there. So I took him on an impromptu tour.