Scattered Polaroids

By sp

Had a weirdly lazy morning to say we were going to London. Jon was horrified that we didn't really have a plan or a specific bus in mind.

By the time we got there it was about 2 and we were ravenous. Had a speedy lunch in Pret in Vauxhall, then went to the Tate. It was the last weekend of Turner so hideously busy.

I spent the next few hours feeling really sick (not sure why), but we walked to see the Taylor Wessing Prize at the NPG anyway - also busy but very excellent.

We killed time with hot chocolate and crosswords before wandering to Shaftesbury Avenue to see Curious Incident. It was beyond brilliant.

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