I am moving desk. Big grey crates arrived, that I can hide inside two of (as I already demonstrated to my rather surprised colleagues), and be transported with my remote control collection to the new bay. I have labelled everything with coconut flavoured labels, although the other side of the room is even less of a tropical paradise than here is. I am going to be seated underneath a futuristic looking big shiny pipe, and people have been suggesting I get some goldfish to put in the bucket that catches the fleeting sea storms. I am thinking angel-fish, giant squid, sea anemones and a steller's sea cow.