Went to Tate Britain to check out the re-hang. It's lovely, actually. Everything looks fresh and bright, without being soulless.
There were some interesting pieces that I don't think have been on show before, as well. The Chapman Family Collection is a riot.
When I came out, there was something going on, with cops stopping everybody who came along Millbank on a motorbike. They stopped a couple of vans, too, and had long 'chats', before letting the drivers escape.
R Next Door still hasn't got a doctor's appointment, and is going on about how she's going to jump out the window when 'they' break the door down. I don't think she means it; I've heard it many times before, but it still freaks me out.