On tuesday we went to a pub for lunch with dad’s friend Michael, Fred didn’t come along. I had some lasagna, it was yummy.
We went to the Tate Modern art gallery. There was a projection of a light switch on the wall, if you tried to push it you realised it was fake. There was also a sculpture of a toilet and it was the colour of pee. It was called ‘what goes in comes out’.
We went to uncle Karl and uncle Peter’s for dinner before going to sleep.