If you go down to the Tate Modern today you’re sure of a big surprise.

If you go down to the Tate Modern today you’re barely believe your eyes.

For every crack that ever there was will gather there for certain because today’s the day the national crack-in-the-floor is sti~ll there.

Here, the legendary chasm that runs all the way from one end of the HUGE Turbine Hall to the other, is modelled by *Twinkle*s legs.

Meanwhile, I need the loo.

It’s just like the grand canyon, complete with giant shoes. Watch out for suicidal ants.

I liked this crack a lot. There’s something about its depth, its naturalness, that draws you in, seduces you, incites you to walk along all 548 feet of it.

Perhaps, if I looked carefully enough, I’d see Australia at the bottom.