I can’t remember what we were talking about when my beloved Niece Ella told me that she wanted to go to an art gallery. But it stuck in the back of my mind and as soon as I had the chance I took both her and my Mum to check out the Tate Modern.
We walked to the South Bank from Saint Paul’s and it turned into a bit of a ‘Michelle Tour’ with me saying – I used to work in that building and I used to have lunch there… they must have been so bored, bless them, but they never let on!
I will never get over just how beautiful London is. It doesn’t matter how long I’m gone for, it still feels like my home as soon as I’m back. I’m certain that Phil and I will end up living there again one day.
Here is something you didn’t know… Back in 2000 I worked in the building right next to the Millennium Bridge and I was one of the original testers. After the first test the bridge was too wobbly (hence the nickname ‘the wobbly bridge’) and had to be closed again so it could be fixed. Six months later it was tested again and declared fine and dandy.
The lovely Tate Modern kept up her side of the bargain and entertained us for hours while we strolled round checking out the art. It really is a huge place. It’s the kind of gallery that you need to spend a whole day exploring to be in with any kind of chance of seeing everything it has to offer.
It was the first time I’ve been to a gallery with a child and I loved hearing Niece Ella’s thoughts on the art. One of the first pieces we looked at was an installation; I saw a tree, but Niece Ella straight away said that it was a person. Turns out she was right of course.
I really thought she might get bored if we stayed too long, but she seemed to love it and if we hadn’t been heading off to our Afternoon Tea Bus Tour, would have been happy to stay there for much longer.