The Old Masters – re-interpreted 138

With only 334 days until Christmas, I reckon you ought to make a list of all unwanted prezzies and from whom they came. Then make another list and write down to whom you intend passing on one of your unwanteds….. With careful mapping of gift to recipient, it could be years before that appalling pair of Argyle socks or tasteless tie returns to you.

Alternatively, you could limber up with us as we at the Institute prepare to slash asunder the dignity of yet another Old Master..

Now, have you ever had dealings with an individual who booms out indignantly, “Do you know who I am?” Yup. Me too and today looks like we’ve caught another one in the grate. This bloke also seemed uncertain of his identity and went by Tiziano Vecelli or Tiziano Vecellio. The English couldn’t be bothered and called him simply Titian.

titian-bacchus-ariadne-people-animals-outdoor-feast-twothird - thats the trouble with cricket in the highveld - if its not the wildlife its the bally barmy army only here for the beer

Bit of an unsteady delivery from Bacchus from the duck pond end there…And the umpire has signalled four leg byes!….Appalling decision…That’s the trouble with cricket in the midday heat of the highveld. If it’s not the invading wildlife, it’s the bally Barmy Army, only here for the beer.

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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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