How Very Cultured We Are

'Tother day we decided to go down to South Bank and had a little tourette of the Cultural Centre, did Eloise, Nicole and I.

We started off at the Library where we played Noughts and Crosses on the wall then a strange game called... something or other... where you had to tesselate shapes. It would have been good if there hadn't been missing pieces probably.

The kids' corner in the library was closed so we went to the Modern Art place where we visited an exhibition called Ghost Town for kids, which was all jolly interactive and a bit strange. We drew little pictures in a mock-up supermarket with mirrors at both ends so we felt like we were in the longest corridor ever and the, ahem, space was decked out like a modern high street that had been abandoned.

All terribly deep and meaningful I'm sure.

We then went to the other Art Gallery and looked at sculpture, like you do. Eloise was very impressed by all the avant garde stuff but not really so much by the paintings.

She was most impressed by the little mouse hole though where Trevor and Matilda live. She loved that. We had to go to find Nicole in some unknown depth of some mysterious gallery of the museum to show her the mice's little hideyhole.