He’d got used to the space. Made it a home really. It wasn’t big but it was big enough to stretch, move around a little, think. He knew it well now: the shape and the way things fitted in. Sometimes it had got a bit messy but it had been a good place to work. But no-one really came to visit. He’d arranged things to be inviting but, maybe it was because it was a bit out of the way, he’d not had many people come round. It was time to move. Somewhere smaller. Where there were lots of neighbours.