Come into my office...

...which I share with up to five other people and can get a bit crowded. But it's a nice little room with a wonderful view of the wildlife garden. 'My' desk is free of the personal junk that accumulates when it belongs to someone properly, but the far left side is the tea station. This is roughly 50cm² containing:

• One mug
• One jar of teabags
• Three boxes of tea
• Three bags of sugar
• Three empty coffee jars
• One large bottle of rum

I left the office midmorning for my first departmental coffee. I enjoyed the change of chair while my supervisor and his friends complained, venomously but justifiably, about a new piece of kit that didn't work as well as the seller said it would.

I got to stretch my legs again a couple of hours later, thanks to a fire alarm. Fortunately it was nothing serious, and forcing all of the Darwin Centre personnel to collect in one small meeting point meant I bumped into a few friendly faces. Many of my classmates had also started their projects this week. We're mostly all at the same stage: reading. I read a lot. I feel slightly more educated about DNA today. Tomorrow is my lab induction, after which people will expect me to know what I'm doing!

(The mutual misunderstandings between me and the Mac continue)