ENTRANCE TO THE TURNER CONTEMPORARY

Wilson (a reluctant art-lover) looked longingly at the outside café tables, while remarking how good the coffee smelled and how great was his need for a Danish Pastry, but Byron and Nërp waited by the entrance, giving him pleading and stern looks respectively.

Visiting the Turner Contemporary is really the raison de'être for our trip to Margate, and young Byron can't be done out of it now!

Besides, I'm quite looking forward to it myself, and I'm sure Wilson will come round in the fulness of time…