Ahhhh (typing as my baby sleeps), the 9.30ish nap? I'm so pathetically lazy about battling with my boy to sleep during the day, that I spend most of each day wandering around. Yesterday I went to the Tate Britain.
Yeah, I know that I'm basically being a 'reverse prisoner' and can't stay in my own home, but I just find it so, so much easier to do what he wants and wander round letting him look at stuff until he falls asleep quietly. As a bonus, I've lost most of my baby weight due to my pacing of the streets.
Have bought a National trust card as he settles better in country homes than anywhere else and there is always a quiet tea shop for me. Otherwise, living in London, I just get on the tube and go to a museum. The V and A is his favourite (shiny things, constrasting fabrics and lots of retired people to admire him), but the Tate Modern was a disaster (loud, too much colour and he hated Bacon).
'spose there's always Gina Ford
Good luck and I feel your pain.