Good: I'm glad I neither stockpiled vast quantities of Cadmium Yellow, Lemon and Red, which I'd probably never have got round to using, nor now need to consider voting for UKIP. Not that I ever would have done: I do have some standards. Low ones, but not that low.
In celebration, I shall post this year's two Christmas cards! Happy Christmas to all, and congratulations to the EU for examining actual evidence. Not everybody does.....
Foxy, in confident anticipation of Christmas dinner. Watercolour.
Bishop O'Booze celebrates the true meaning of Chrishmash ... (Acrylic) - with apologies to those of a religious disposition, but clergy haven't dressed like this for many years now, so he's gone to his reward or punishment by now. When I were a lad, senior clergymen did dress in frock coats, apron, gaiters, and some still wore the top hat with cords, or with a bit of crepe tied around it. Times have changed: can anyone imagine the late Archbishop Fisher helping at a foodbank? Actually, yes, I can - but he'd still have worn his gaiters......
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