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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.

The Old Masters – re-interpreted 176

Greetings once again all those with a bent for re-interpreting Ye Masters of Olde; we who with a stroke of an irreverent caption, attempt to undo what those yester-painters did with a thousand strokes of a brush. You’re quite safe … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 175

If it’s not anarchy in Africa, mischief in the Middle East or buffoonery from the Brexit bunch, it’s utter absurdity from the Americans. This week the world’s news wires have been abuzz with reports of devilry and shenanigans and it’s … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 174

Hail visitor well met, and all that. We in the New version of Zealand have been experiencing a rare and disconcerting climatological phenomenon. An intense light has been brightening the heavens and meteorologists have been consulting older meteorologists to draw … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 173

Hands up all those who know what day it is. Absolutely correct. Another Wednesday is upon us; and as we all know, it is time to unsheathe our wit to wither the noble reputations of the Old Masters. When the … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 172

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 … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 171

‘Allo, ‘allo! Bonjour mes ami! Ah herp zis blerg post finds vous all feeling tres bon. You will be relieved to learn that the rest of the post doesn’t have to be read in an appalling French accent. It is … Continue reading

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The Old Masters – re-interpreted 170

I don’t know about you lot; but officially, Spring might have sprunged and the grass might have rizzed, but it’s still pretty nippy around those parts that a good curry ought to reach. Therefore, I think a handy, helpful, homespun … Continue reading

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