But Friday, never hesitate...

Yesterday afternoon my boss arrived back in the office and announced that he thought we all deserved a break. It's been a tricky week in the office waiting for new clients to decide if they want to work with us and old clients to decide if they'd like to pay us, but overall we'd actually got through a remarkable amount of work.

There are only four of us in the office and he decided the other two had such terrible colds that they ought to go home to bed. So it was just the two of us who wandered along to the Saatchi Gallery and ate in its rather nice restaurant. It's built into the arches of the Duke of York's Headquarters - a former military barracks built in 1909.

It was a beautiful afternoon - the sun was setting and streaming across the gardens into the building and bathing everything in a lovely yellow light. It's an interesting place to people watch, especially on a Friday when most people are working. The place was full of elegant ladies in fur hats, professional party planners meeting clients over a glass of wine and the well heeled students from Chelsea art college.

After lunch we took a stroll through the galleries. They are lovely spaces with huge, unfinished floorboards and tons of light flooding in. The current exhibition is Gesamtkunstwerk: New Art from Germany, which we concluded in our brief wander was a blend of things that were really rather good but that we wouldn't want to actually house and some stuff quite like things we produced in our early days at university. (The two photos fall in to the first category).

One of the best things was a huge mirror which had vibration motors behind it which were making the world wobble. We stood there for quite a while watching ourselves change shape, quite transfixed. And then we decided that we'd probably had enough art and wandered back to the station to head home early.