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'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'

Tuesday, 20 March 2012

A good evening's painting..?

It's shortly before midnight, and I've just cleaned my brush after two and half of hours of painting. Unfortunately, it was 1 to 1 scale painting - bannisters, skirting boards, door frames. Commiserate with me, gentlemen, just think of the numbers of Upper Canada Embodied Militia that I might have finished! There is only one thing for it...

But which briar? And will my lungs cope with paint fumes mixed with fine Virginia?


  1. I suggest the Bulldog (or is it a Rhodesian) second from the right, clearly your favourite, and soothing after a wasted evening of household chores (one can't get the staff any more and one has to do it oneself).

    1. Well spotted, and it is, indeed a favourite. I have an older favourite, a Canadian Club (a genuine 1950s Algerian briar), but so smoked that the mouthpiece is broken, and I cannot find a replacement. It's not just the staff that one cannot find. An age of brass. Well, plastic with a brass-u-like coating.