Oh dear

The week of gallery visits got off to a shaky start with a trip to the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition.

Some great work, but an awful lot of tut. I swear to god they put work in because it fits in the space round the good stuff! What's with the cat??

The Waterhouse was good but was viewed through copious numbers of blue rinses.

Sadly a walk down to Gormley's 4th plinth in Trafalgar Square didn't prove to be any more exciting. I'll have to visit again in the hope of something other than a bloke sitting in a chair reading a book and taking photographs. Surely people can come up with something better than that?