The Old Masters – re-interpreted 124

Ooo look! Another Wednesday has come inexorably upon us – and in a few hours the last tendrils of today will forever have slipped from our grasp. “Carpe Diem!” I say… and also “Carpe Artifex” [or seize the artist – Thank you Professor]. As transient as is our short stay here on earth, our venerable assaults on the Old Masters will remain as a monument to our wit and noble intentions for as long as there are Interwebs. [No Ma, I don’t know where the delete key is!]

Today’s victim is none other than Pierre Auguste Renoir (why not, eh?).

Come here, wretched boy! If your sisters can't find their dolls and their clothes in five minutes, I'm going to tan your hide for chucking them into the river.

Come here, wretched boy! If your sisters can’t find their dolls and their clothes in five minutes, I’m going to tan your hide for chucking them into the river.

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Despite the banality of the name, FFC has led an intensely varied life. Grateful for surviving almost three years as a 'troepie' (soldier for non-South African Readers) in the Angolan war, he determined to wring as much out of life as possible. Currently providing Business Analysis services, trading on the stock market and developing web pages to pay the bills, FFC also dabbles in wildlife, landscape and people photography, writing, and far too many interests for his own good. He has also travelled extensively in southern Africa (working on the sound theory that a moving target is more dificult to hit). These peregrinations also include over 1500kms on foot through some of the worlds most spectacular scenery. It hasn't all been plain sailing, beer and skittles, and endless beds of roses... Chief amongst the prerequisites for surviving Africa, with its mind-bending characteristics, is an appropriate sense of humour.... So, for now, he will be recounting the amusing among the annoying, the frustrating wrapped in the funny and extracting the mirth from the melancholy... Oh yes, there might be some alliteration too.
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