I seem to have become the social secretary for my little coterie of parental/toddler units and today rounded up 3 others to accompany us for a return bout with the Science Museum.
Since last time we barely made it out of the playroom in the cellar, today we decided to brave the exhibition. Apart from the tube shutting down and the outrageous behaviour of some of the visitors (and for once I'm not talking about the toddlers) we had a brilliant, if absolutely knackering time. While I didn't get the camera out for the rocket room... or the train room... or basically any bloody other room the following pictures are pretty much in line with the tenor of the day.
And just to round it off, this is Brixton today.
Ignore the roadworks and you can see it's not all lost oyster cards and poo, my life.