We did another one of our famous "We live in London - WE MUST DO SOMETHING LONDON TODAY!" days today, with a jaunt around the City. It started well, as the bus tured the corner very suddenly on a diversion and the driver tried to decapitate He Who Only... with a set of strategically placed traffic lights. However, the weather held nicely, and while we wandered up the South Bank I kept stopping to take photographs, some of which were actually in focus.
But the main reason we were out and about was because we had decided, finally, to take in the slides at the Tate Modern.
I don't know about you, but I like my art FUN! And also more likely to bring on vertigo!
The slides, as you can imagine, are quite popular indeed. There are, I think, six of them (and although I could just check the website to make sure of that fact, I'M NOT GONNA) and they're all one different levels. The one from the top floor? Is freakishly terrifying to look at from the ground floor. But from the top floor? Yeah, it's still freakishly terrifying. I may never do that one. Ever.
We didn't actually go on them this time round, because they queues were very long (it being a Sunday) and also because I'm a piece of chicken shit who isn't brave in the slightest. But Little Sister Edel is coming to visit soon, and I expect she'll beat me down, both physically and emotionally, until I'm willing to do anything, anything at all, to get away from her for three to five seconds, and then that slide will look a little bit more inviting.
But probably only a little bit.
But the main reason we were out and about was because we had decided, finally, to take in the slides at the Tate Modern.
I don't know about you, but I like my art FUN! And also more likely to bring on vertigo!
The slides, as you can imagine, are quite popular indeed. There are, I think, six of them (and although I could just check the website to make sure of that fact, I'M NOT GONNA) and they're all one different levels. The one from the top floor? Is freakishly terrifying to look at from the ground floor. But from the top floor? Yeah, it's still freakishly terrifying. I may never do that one. Ever.
We didn't actually go on them this time round, because they queues were very long (it being a Sunday) and also because I'm a piece of chicken shit who isn't brave in the slightest. But Little Sister Edel is coming to visit soon, and I expect she'll beat me down, both physically and emotionally, until I'm willing to do anything, anything at all, to get away from her for three to five seconds, and then that slide will look a little bit more inviting.
But probably only a little bit.