Quick! Grab your blunderbuss, cudgel and cricket bat, for an Old Master is in the building and is in urgent need of a sound thrashing. But, in this crowded Institute, it’s best not to call out for him. Bellowing, “Coques!” at the top of your voice is bound to get you on a list somewhere, or at the least, free entrance to a Tourette’s therapy session.
Today’s victim is a bloke actually called Gonzales Coques – a Flemish artist. Fire away – in your own time.