When own time management is a feature is it incredible how a regular commitment interferes with the natural ebb and flow of life. Something that would make absolutely no sense to me where I not a home educator.
Brighton was my home in the early 90s; I retain a strong affection for the city. Probably the coolest city outside London in my humble view.
It is mostly thanks to S's
Children's Art Book that I knew about Jeff Koons. Took several photos before noticing the no photos sign. Sorry.
Brighton is endowed with an abundance of museums and our last few visits have focused on Hove Museum, Booth Museum and the Toy Museum.
We also enjoyed the classic lips sofa in child size mode - I love the way E is trying to give S a kiss on the lips and there is 1920s furniture that could have come straight from a Poirot set.
Today, with gift money burning the proverbial hole we also took in the Lego Store.
On the journey to Brighton TDO noticed that the car was making a clicking sound on the wheel and on arrival realised we'd driven over a bolt / screw in the road. On the way home, unsurprisingly, we had a flat tyre as a result of a puncture and S and E an improptu lesson in how to change a wheel.
Probably just as well it was a window shopping experience for TDO and I as he heads off to purchase new tyres.
E remarked
"I've always wondered what was under the tyre."
Last night's family movie was "102 Dalmatians", we saw several costumes at Hollywood Costume back in December. Connections.
S and I painted some more veins on the body she started with Weed in the afternoon
Rollerskater reading about Jeff Koons
Beach / pier
On the mini Salvador Dali lips sofa
Inside Jeff Koons before noticing the sign
From the set of Poirot - luscious 1920s furniture
Scale model lips
In the lego store (i think we were longer in there than in the museum!)
S's adds more detail to her body painting