Yesterday we went to the Janet Cardiff show at the Whitechapel Gallery in the East End. We got to take another one of her amazing guided audio tours, and it was a little different from the one we did at PS1.

This time the tour went outside, and all around through little streets and alleyways, and instead of just her voice and ambient sound, there was a hint of a story, something evocative of a pulp novel or a noir film. It starts with a bit where you walk down an alleyway, and hear footsteps following you, and even through it was the middle of a sunny day, it felt dark and cold.

I was curious to see her other new piece, but just as we finished the tour, Sascha lost a filling. So we went to boots and had some adventures in dentistry.