The Old Masters – re-interpreted 131

A-one and a-two and…. Come on you lot. Don’t risk injury to yourself by not warming up before we lay into an Old Master. A hearty welcome if you’ve just joined us. Wednesday is when we partake in our fine old tradition of re-interpretation of the painters of yore.

Today, it will be the Belgian David Emile Joseph de Noter, who will be sacrificed on the alter of irreverence.

David Emile Joseph de Noter - Nine hours hunting and fishing - and you come in 1 hour before supper to tell me youve turned vegan

I’ve just spent nine hours hunting, shooting and fishing and it’s one hour before supper m’lady. Now is NOT the time to tell me you’re turning vegan.

…and, because you’ve been good boys and grills, I’ve added another one. Apologies for the dimensions of this image. I can’t seem to find a larger picture. But, as I keep telling my better half, it’s not the size that matters, it’s the caption underneath. This one belongs to François Jacobs.

François Jacobs - I dont care if you are pining for the Fjords - any more bad language and youll join the 4 and 20 black birds

I don’t care if you ARE pining for the Fjords – any more ‘fowl’ language and you’ll join the four and twenty black birds.

About Freud Fission Chips

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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