What?: The Whitechapel Gallery’s Crib Notes events for under-fours and their carers are sporadic to say the least. We’d already […]
Underground
It annoys me when these things advertise themselves as suitable for all ages when they actually mean suitable for over-twos.
These things really do need the insanely fanatical hosts that I instantly want to chloroform to be vaguely bearable.
I was initially dispirited by the floor cushions that had been laid out in a semicircle out of snack-slinging distance of the host.
My heart sank when she immediately began poking around the set like a peeping tom in the girls’ changing room.
My excitement about trying out a new, gallery-based activity was pretty evenly matched by a fairly strong sense of foreboding.
Everything here was child-friendly provided Bab didn’t spend so long playing with it that she found ways for it to not be.
Maybe not a completely irrational idea but I did feel like a massive, irresponsible dickhead standing in the queue for the lift for over an hour.
Going out with the urchins under the pretence that you’re a nice normal family often serves as a startling reminder that the opposite is true.
With any luck the park’s restful ambience might rub off on your mini mob, if only for half an hour or so.
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