There were monkeys everywhere; br all with badges gently velcroed to their coats – br ‘Supervisor’; ‘IT operative’; ‘Catering’; br br in the corridors, those who chattered br seemed to have been taught broad vowels; br I swear they spoke pentameters iambic. br br Down the corridor of this carefully designed space, br even an in-house cinema; today, I note, it’s playing br the film of Borges’s ‘Libraries of Babel’ br and an old Marx Brothers comedy. br br The building is light and airy, beside it br the river flows sedately, as if it knows br it waters hallowed ground; swans glide br as if to speak of poetry in motion.