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and thus I am in contemplative mood. The travails of my seven fold adventure to the world of parsnips has since rosper'd my coat of all its longevity and I am like a cloud undressed in a circus! Thus, this shall be a light interlude (two weeks, gentlemen in the gallery, fourteen days, ladies in the dress circle) and in this merry dawn of turnip based entertainment I bring you a site from my everyday life.
I look out from my desk as this I type to see a man of about 60 years of age standing on his balcony in a striped polo shirt, grey socks, grey underpants and brown shoes.
Suntan man should be sticking his head out of the window soon. It's a hot day in the Rome of the East.
Kind regard.
Hektor
Moroccan fantasy trouser baker,
Partridge moonswing dance.
Bunsen burning tambourine,
Gesticulating France.
Penguin dreams of cress again,
The olive is by the gate.
Torquay is in the Colin car.
Befriending childless Kate.
Amorphous Philips candle by,
A sequined Charleston flows.
The seventh Gibbon prostrate lies.
Beneath Lord Twinkletoes.
So,
farewell then,
Cristino Ronaldo.
Not dead.
Rather,
dead rich.
What on earth,
could have
compelled you to leave?
I can think of
no more than
fifteen million reasons.
Experts fall out over Van Gogh's 'last painting'
Some say it is the last in the famous Dr Gachet paintings, others, however, contend that it is a picture of rather disconsolate man with a cheese sandwich draped nonchalantly upon his head.
"Look at his eyes," declaims Professor Henryk Podpaski of the University of Cologne "it is clearly Gachet."
The dissipating brushwork in the final open quadrangle of the painting, however, seems somewhat alien to the classic Van Gogh and opens up the possibility that this painting is not of the famous doctor, but of Van Gogh's great friend and drinking companion Claudius Braskenbochus.
"If we peer closely at what appears to be the hat" interjects Dr Max C Hammer of the East Timor Institute of Fine Arts "we can see the cheese, perhaps melted cheese, appearing between the white slice at the top and a brown (or crusted) slice at the bottom."
With the painting due to be auctioned today at Argos in New York this week, the controversy is set to play well to theatre goers following the decision of Kevin Spacey to write and produce a play entitled "The dilemma of Dr Gachet's sandwich".
The author of this article wishes that he had had more time but on this occasion the foundation of my opportunity lay in a well outside the city walls. A witch captured the mice and drove them to the next town. The mayor paid a piper to find them, "he was lousy so I refused to pay and he took all the town's children away! I spoke to the police, but they were not interested!"
Dr Gachet is 34.
