Spoiled brat
The Other Half spoiled me rotten this weekend in honour of turning that little bit older.
FRIDAY
VERTIGO
I met him at Shoreditch tube for ‘pre dinner’ drinks, which turned out to be in Vertigo, in Tower 42, where I have wanted to go for ages.
It was like going for a short flight. Getting through security at the entrance involved putting our bags through a x-ray machine and walking through a metal detector.
After ascending in the lift, we were greeted with a bird’s eye view of London Town all lit up at night. It was spectacular.
We spotted all the landmarks – Tower Bridge, London Bridge, London Eye, St Paul’s and even the new Wembley arch.
WAPPING PROJECT
After a glass of Kir Royale, we took a taxi down to the Wapping Project, one of my most favourite restaurants. The exhibition at the moment is great. A series of photographs, which on the surface seem rather ordinary, but a closer look reveals some spooky details. In one scene, garden gnomes frolic in lush grass, but between a crack in the trees you can see a gun and a flower-pot man hanging from his neck. Another truly disturbing picture depicts a girl tied to a tree in the middle of the woods with baby reins.
SATURDAY
GREENWICH
A quick look at the market followed by lovely pie’n’mash.
WATFORD
I admit there were nearly tears when I realised we really were going to the football. Especially when we had to get on a replacement bus as the tube was suspended! When I said please, please don’t take me to any more football, The Other Half thought it was ‘one of my little jokes’. But it wasn’t. I really am not interested in football, especially Watford.
CLOACA
He totally made up for this little error by taking me to The Old Vic to see Cloaca. It is a good play, not the best we’ve seen this year, but interesting enough. I have to say I thought it was more than a little cliched, and with two very recognisable faces, rather like watching Drop The Dead Donkey. There was a good stripper though, for the lads, who took off everything except a red g-string.
CHEZ GERARD
To top it all off, dinner in a posh restaurant.
SUNDAY
HARVEST FESTIVAL
A charming start to the day – we went to The Globe for a harvest festival march to Borough Market. Some of the Shakespearean actors had dressed up in traditional costumes – The Green Man and the hobby horse etc – and did a little ceremony in the theatre before heading through the streets to the market.
TATE MODERN
We dropped into the Tate to hear the latest installation in the Turbine Hall. Bruce Nauman has put 12 recordings in the space in bands, so when you walk along you suddenly hear something else. The Other Half and I guided each other up and down with our eyes shut. It was really cool. Nothing to see but plenty to tickle the eardrums.
HAYWARD GALLERY
To balance things out, we went to an exhibition at the Hayward all about light and optics. Lots of shadow puppets, Victorian peep shows, an incredible shrinking room, a camera obscura, light boxes and other visual treats. The best thing was a cone of light projected in a darkened and smokey room. You could get ‘inside’ it and giggle as people just put their hands in the light making them look like ghostly appendages.
SHARK TALE
And finally, off to the cinema for some light-hearted fun. (Tip: don't hang around 'til the end waiting for extra jokes!)
The boy dun good. And for one final treat, when we got home he even cooked tea.
I am a spoiled brat!
FRIDAY
VERTIGO
I met him at Shoreditch tube for ‘pre dinner’ drinks, which turned out to be in Vertigo, in Tower 42, where I have wanted to go for ages.
It was like going for a short flight. Getting through security at the entrance involved putting our bags through a x-ray machine and walking through a metal detector.
After ascending in the lift, we were greeted with a bird’s eye view of London Town all lit up at night. It was spectacular.
We spotted all the landmarks – Tower Bridge, London Bridge, London Eye, St Paul’s and even the new Wembley arch.
WAPPING PROJECT
After a glass of Kir Royale, we took a taxi down to the Wapping Project, one of my most favourite restaurants. The exhibition at the moment is great. A series of photographs, which on the surface seem rather ordinary, but a closer look reveals some spooky details. In one scene, garden gnomes frolic in lush grass, but between a crack in the trees you can see a gun and a flower-pot man hanging from his neck. Another truly disturbing picture depicts a girl tied to a tree in the middle of the woods with baby reins.
SATURDAY
GREENWICH
A quick look at the market followed by lovely pie’n’mash.
WATFORD
I admit there were nearly tears when I realised we really were going to the football. Especially when we had to get on a replacement bus as the tube was suspended! When I said please, please don’t take me to any more football, The Other Half thought it was ‘one of my little jokes’. But it wasn’t. I really am not interested in football, especially Watford.
CLOACA
He totally made up for this little error by taking me to The Old Vic to see Cloaca. It is a good play, not the best we’ve seen this year, but interesting enough. I have to say I thought it was more than a little cliched, and with two very recognisable faces, rather like watching Drop The Dead Donkey. There was a good stripper though, for the lads, who took off everything except a red g-string.
CHEZ GERARD
To top it all off, dinner in a posh restaurant.
SUNDAY
HARVEST FESTIVAL
A charming start to the day – we went to The Globe for a harvest festival march to Borough Market. Some of the Shakespearean actors had dressed up in traditional costumes – The Green Man and the hobby horse etc – and did a little ceremony in the theatre before heading through the streets to the market.
TATE MODERN
We dropped into the Tate to hear the latest installation in the Turbine Hall. Bruce Nauman has put 12 recordings in the space in bands, so when you walk along you suddenly hear something else. The Other Half and I guided each other up and down with our eyes shut. It was really cool. Nothing to see but plenty to tickle the eardrums.
HAYWARD GALLERY
To balance things out, we went to an exhibition at the Hayward all about light and optics. Lots of shadow puppets, Victorian peep shows, an incredible shrinking room, a camera obscura, light boxes and other visual treats. The best thing was a cone of light projected in a darkened and smokey room. You could get ‘inside’ it and giggle as people just put their hands in the light making them look like ghostly appendages.
SHARK TALE
And finally, off to the cinema for some light-hearted fun. (Tip: don't hang around 'til the end waiting for extra jokes!)
The boy dun good. And for one final treat, when we got home he even cooked tea.
I am a spoiled brat!
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