Here's a life lesson: do not try and break in your new shoes on your last day in London. My dogs are barking. And speaking of dogs....i took a turn through Harrods this morning to check out the wet fish display in the Food Hall. it was sumptuous as ever. But then i started looking around at what else was available. There was all kinds of goodies, even this very high end gourmet hotdog. Surprisingly the prices for most of the ordinary foods didn't seem that outrageous. The champagne and oyster bar i'm not so sure...
The Dodi and Diana memorial in the basement seemed oddly deserted and sad in a neglected rather than tragic way. I remember throngs of curious tourists there the last time i was in London. I quickly got over it in the men's shoe department.
From Harrods i carried on over to the V&A to see the Elmgreen and Dragset installation 'Tomorrow'. they've used the old furniture galleries to create the home of the fictional architect Norman Swann. It was full of interesting and evocative clues about Swann and his life, including a dining table set for 12 that was cracked down the center, the crack carrying on right through the plates and place settings. Unfortunately there was no photography allowed but i managed a couple when the guards, who were dressed as butlers, weren't looking.
I also stuck my head in the National Arts Library at the V&A where you can spend the drizzly afternoon going through current art periodicals.
From the V&A i bused it down to the Beaconsfield Art Center to see Judith Dean's show Phase 4 which was somewhat overwhelmed by the gallery space. Not everything has to be a spectacle, but this was way to subtle for me.
There may have been a sound element but it ended just as i came in and then didn't start up again. Interesting space though... you could hear the trains rumbling by overhead.
By late afternoon it was time for a coffee stop, and some rest for my new shoes.