I love the Southbank. I think it should be available on prescription worldwide. I was up and down this morning, as was the weather. MasterB cuddled up beside me and fell asleep on my arm. I could have spent the day at home and isolated. I didn’t need a lot if encouragement. Fortunately a fly came through an open window and ignited MasterB’s inner hunter. I picked up my camera and headed for the Southbank. I took lots of photos. Far too many to share today.
If you grew up in the UK, you probably connect with these colours displayed on a door in the undercroft.
I expect your heart is pounding a little faster right now, and you can almost feel the cheap paper and the ink that came off on your fingers.
The undercroft is Beanotown this summer. Intended, I imagine, for children or families, there seemed quite a few unaccompanied adults having a ball.