A curious one. We intended to go to the Winslow Homer exhib at the National so we thought trying out their rebooted eatery opposite St Martin’s afterwards would be a good idea. I had a bit of time to kill before meeting at the show so thought I’d pop in for a glass of wine…
A predictably bland prelude to an underpowered Mamet show featuring a hamster in a rug.
All those stick balancing Yoda scroungers ,now transformed by the Magic of Christmas into rapacious aerial Santas, make a mockery of the imperial pomposity of the Square's original plan far more effectively than Shrigley's tragic waste of bronze could ever do.
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