Like most Londoners, I’ve rollerbladed, tossed frisbees, and played football in Hyde Park. On my 21st birthday, I was led across London blindfolded by my friends, who then brought me into the middle of Hyde Park and instructed me to count to 20, untie myself and find them in their various hiding places. I have not, however, played ultraviolet tag in Hyde Park, and though I hadn’t realized how much I wanted to before, I now feel the poorer for it.
I liked this observation in Londonist’s writeup:
Maybe this was Tomoko’s plan; the invitation to play games in Hyde Park was not a ruse designed to create art, but the art was a ruse to get a bunch of po-faced “sophisticated, refined urbanites” to come and play games in Hyde Park.