This is basically as ‘soft play’ as a Tate exhibition is ever going to get.
Central London
Like you’ve just done a massive Sunday walk – the kind that sorts you out for weeks.
This month, indulge in tasteful soft play down the pub, enjoy a round of family-friendly bingo, see Andy Warhol’s drag queens and immerse yourself Among the Trees.
Our toddlers were massively bored by this exhibition, which is weird because we’ve dragged them to many, many more boring things than this.
This place does a pretty good job of making you feel like a film star, albeit one with thrown-up Bickiepeg smeared down your top.
Alice and her adventures under ground (and not, as Babu was disappointed to discover, on the Underground, which would have been a very different opera).
I’m still recovering from the Dickens degree module where we had to read one novel a week, so this was basically aversion therapy for me.
