Today was uneventful so I thought I'd feed my cultural desire and walk along Southbank to The Tate Modern. I completely underestimated the warmth but did enjoy the Spring sunshine. After viewing Pollock, Rothko and Twombly I crossed the bridge and took the bus along the Strand.
The evening was meant to be spent quiet and cheap. In the end it involved me, David and Max heading to Heaven, geting a rickshaw and drinking/dancing alot. Dragging ourselves in at 5.30am. A good day.