Gosh chaps! It’s skin of teeth time again as we submit a post just before the Antipodes welcomes in another Thursday. As most of you know, it’s time to re-interpret an Old Master with an irreverent caption.
This week’s victim is Jakob Jordaens, a bloke who was sloshing paint about in the 1600s. I shall avoid…um…. asinine puns like, “this image represents the ‘end’ of his career, in favour of an equally base caption.
For some inexplicable reason these famous lyrics spring to mind:
Heaven, I’m in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek.