Monthly Archives: November 2015

The Old Masters – re-interpreted 129

The Widdle of the Meek….Today has nothing to do with urine samples of the timid; but it is a spoonerism for the ‘middle of the week’ or Wednesday [some readers might need to have it spelled out – FFC], which … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 128

Amidst the death and destruction and the sorrow and insanity that is sweeping across this planet of ours, we custodians of calm shall shine as welcoming beacons in the tempest, a brandy in a blizzard if you will, or a … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 127

At the eleventh hour, on the eleventh day of the eleventh month….. It is a sad thing to note; it seems that when humanity is at its lowest ebb, the most noble characters come to the fore. We can moralise … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 126

The blood on that patch of green that will be forever (or at least the foreseeable future)  Twickenham is barely dry, the victors have returned with the crockery and the Brits are still wondering what happened. For us though, life … Continue reading

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