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The in-laws were coming to stay. We would take them to London’s newly opened Tate Modern contemporary art gallery. This would be something to talk about.

Arty mother-in-law would really appreciate creativity in the work. Father-in-law wasn’t arty, but really wanted to understand the exhibits.

First: A pile of bricks. Meaning? Interconnectedness? Mutual reliance?

Next: Urinal. Meaning? The pointlessness of life? Wasting away?

Next: Fire extinguisher. “In the end we’re all to be extinguished? Red to signify the Devil?... threatening to unleash trapped CO2 to destroy our environment?”

”No Bruce!... it’s just a fire extinguisher!”

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    Neville Hunt over 1 year ago

    This was a true story and has had us in stitches whenever we remember it!

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    Jamie Clapperton over 1 year ago

    Could half see it comming but that was part of the fun.

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