Chelsea Pt 2

Following an occasion where Kit ran, hands out, straight into a painting at the Tate Modern, I'm a bit wary of taking him to art galleries. He loves that painting - it's the room with lots of the same picture, where it looks like someone has been massacred in there (red smears all over white canvas) - I don't share his love so I have never looked to see who painted it. Consequently, trips to the Tate now involve buggy action only, apart from playtime on the awesome slide. I let down my guard yesterday, and embranced Kit's dinosaur rein as sufficient to prevent him from destroying any works of art and we ventured into the Saatchi Gallery.