The Parliament Hall and its iconic cerulean walls have stood the test of time since 1881. Despite the absence of opulent décor, the Hall still exudes grandeur even in its minimal appearance.
As I look around I tip my hat to the genius interior designer who draped powder-blue curtains around the windows, en pendant with the blue and mint walls.
Nobody is here, but it isn’t hard to envision through a sepia filter a group of bearded ministers sitting on the three symmetrically arranged rows of chairs that have replaced the original Danish stools. A single Icelandic flag sits in a corner.
As I turn to the Speaker’s high desk I’m sure of one thing: there may have been fewer women back in 1881, and I don’t suppose any of the MPs stored money in Panama, but not much else has altered since, under the lime plaster décor of these high ivory ceilings.
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