Been home with a cold for the past week. It's silly how something as harmless as a cold can wipe you out so much. But I've had a ridiculously long run of 10 months without one, so I'm not complaining in the slightest. Happy to be through it though, as after a while, watching Netflix and catch-up TV or reading books gets a bit boring.
These pix are from when we went to see Lee Bul at the Hayward Gallery in August, which I didn't rate at all. Looked like re-hashed Yayoi Kusama and Louise Bourgeois if you ask me. It was much more fun with Oomoo and his cuz out on the terrace...
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