Oh dear, that nice Colonel Gaddafi seems to have been overwhelmed by a mob of rioting rebels with some air support given by the British taxpayer at a cost of a billion pounds. ( I wonder if this includes depreciation as our poor old airplanes will have to be replaced soon.) I wonder where the Colonel can be. Perhaps he is staying as a guest with his old friend Tony Blair in one of his houses. We have not tried to capitalise on his misfortune but allowed the French, Germans and Italians to do oil deals with the rebels while we wait our turn. How generous we are when we are broke. Never mind. We do not need oil because all our energy will soon be produced by those handsome wind farms even if we cannot afford it.
I think that I am going to give Leonardo (coming soon) a miss. Somehow he has never excited me and the last time I saw "The Last Supper" it was almost invisible. All the same he is admired by the critical few. Actually I much prefer Veronese's version of the same subject covering a whole wall in a room at the Accademia in Venice. Complete with feasting disciples and monkeys there is also a portrait of the artist leaning against a pillar. When told by the Inquisition that it was impious and had to be altered he simply changed the name to "The Supper At Emeaus". What a man.
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