Bob and I finally managed to get up off our arses on Sunday and went and did something cultural for a change. We went into town and took in the Lichtenstein exhibition at the Hayward Gallery on the South Bank. It was good to see some of the paintings that I found very influential when I was at school, and I loved the humour in many of them. But somehow, they did seem to lack something - probably colour actually. He must have painted in primary colours all his life. I think I preferred them when they were mixed in with other artists at the Pop Art show a few years ago.
Still we had a good day out and a nice walk around bits of London I'm not so familiar with and had a nice chat about cormorants with a nice man on Hungerford Bridge (don't ask!), but god it was cold. I'm still thawing.