Hmm the Tate modern's turbine hall is now full of bunk beds, monsters and wailing.
Previously it's had a big trumpet, a slide and a humungous hole in the floor.
If you could fill this big space, what would you fill it with?
A 300 foot sherbert dib dab, an enormous jelly of Barbara Windsor's knockers, or a giant pirnaha tank?
Me personally I'd go for a giant million gallon vat of special brew, filled with drowned tramps.
I think that's a brilliant representation of Modern Cool Britannia.
But what about you lot?
