This was the start of the birthday boy’s weekend, a trip to Tate Britain to see the world’s largest collection of Turner’s work.  Of course we were side tracked as soon as we walked in with some beautiful and some not so beautiful artwork, we loved it all.  We only saw a tiny fraction, enjoyed wine in Members and then, with promise of further adventures, were gone into the night.  (or rather we trundled down to Soho and had a meal)