Stones, pipes, clouds, snow and pugs

I wandered around Regent's Park looking at sculptures - a standing stone with a face, a large shoe, and the best thing: a stone that made sounds, but as you got closer to it, the sounds became more faint.

I then headed to the Carroll/Fletcher gallery and was given a contraption that I tried to move along velcro lines above me, and then I could hear sounds sometimes, bits of words. I watched a video of colourfully dressed children playing and listening with their ears to pipes in an abandoned village in a geothermal area.

I looked at 3D images of clouds in the Photographers' Gallery and at photos of the sky looking as if there were mysterious constructions in them.

In Foyles, I bought a guide book for Norway, as I have decided to go on holiday to Tromsø in February, and hopefully see the northern lights, and maybe some whales, and perhaps learn to snowshoe.

Then I ate festive ice-cream: panettone flavour.

That evening, I played Undertale, which deathboy kindly gave me, and then later, a pug dating sim: Hot Date.