Yesterday I grabbed several cycling guides from the TfL information stand at one of the Tube stations:
Somewhat to my surprise, the "mayor's introduction" on the other side of the map featured Ken Livingston's photo and signature:
Too late... or too soon?
Today's late performance in Tate Britain was a good excuse to revisit the usual exhibition but without the usual crowds.
Maybe it was wine that made me sleepy and apathetic too soon (it seems to be a usual thing to serve alcohol on late events in museums, a tradition I truly admire), but apart from that I can't say I really experienced anything new from the performances themselves. "Define what art is by writing you thoughts down on this large sheet of paper, all together". Meh. Sometimes being creative turns into being creative in a predictable way.
With its neighbour St. Pancras hotel recently reopened, King's Cross station is still under reconstruction being prepared for Olympics. The adjacent square is fenced to hide its controversial renovation as well, but this bit is by no doubts awesome:
It could have looked much better without all the scaffolding around, blending with the real environment, but even now everybody's smiling and queuing to take a photo. Clever idea.
