To get us nicely up to date... March!
Season's Greetings at the National. Yes, Christmas is long gone. No, it didn't feel out of Season. Set: a cross-section of a family home. Script: a cross-section of holiday misery. Snorts a plenty.
Electro-Late night, Museum of London. A walking, talking android. My wildest BSG dreams answered. Almost. (Plus gorged on the historical displays.)