If only I had the cash… (No.37 in a series of millions.)

This is going to be niche post, but if you are in that niche, then you will not only understand, you’ll wholeheartedly agree.

If only I had the cash, I would buy a painting. This painting:

That smile! That brushwork! Those boobies…

If you are in the know, you’ll recognise this as a classic work by van Klomp. The official title of the piece is The Reclining Madonna, but many will know it by its more common name, The Fallen Madonna With The Big Boobies.  It far outshines other works of the period, including The Cracked Vase With The Big Daisies by his lesser-known contemporary van Gogh.

Appropriated by the Nazi forces occupying France during the Second World War, it has recently been rediscovered, and is now to go on auction in Bristol next month. The guide price is a modest £5-8000.

If only I had the cash…

The only concerning factor for me is whether this is actually the genuine FMWTBB, given that – infamously – many copies and forgeries were made in the 1940s. A quick sniff for any traces of German sausage (specifically a long knackwurst) should set the mind at rest.


(Just in case you’re still none the wiser: go here 🙂 )

Unexpected North Wales news…

Here we go:


…oh wow. Unusual. How did that happen, then?

Because she was arrested in her pyjamas at the North Wales Morris Dancing Championships at a local holiday camp.

Well then, all is explained.

Except why she was wearing pyjamas while attending the North Wales Morris Dancing Championships at a local holiday camp, of course.

Hang on…

Nope. Doesn’t help.

Wrexham, eh?


This happened for a week last season and things didn’t work out quite as I would have liked. But that doesn’t mean that it’s not worth celebrating again now.

After a hard-fought win over Hull City yesterday – the mighty Sheffield United are top of the league. And while I might not be the Premiership (yet), you can only beat who you’re up against, and we seem to be doing that quite nicely. Who knows if it’ll last?

I hope so, but in the meantime, some song lyrics come to mind.

Smile for the while and let’s be jolly
We shouldn’t be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

More tenuous football news links to one hit wonders from the 1980s will surely follow. Or perhaps not

Get Well Soon, @themarkrad

I’m not into celebrity worship. I get enough of that at home, in the streets of Cape Town, in the gym and… well… everywhere. I recognise that it can be wearing for the celebrity involved.

But this is Mark Radcliffe and he’s been part of my musical education, upbringing and enlightenment since I can remember.

On Wednesday evening, he announced that he would be taking some time off work as he had been diagnosed with cancer. And he did it in typically understated style:

His tweets followed an advert on his timeline for his local pub’s annual conker championship, because that’s the sort of bloke he is. And in case you were wondering how others feel about him, there were tweets from every decent band going, artists, fellow DJs, football teams and apparently most of the general public wishing him well.

I’m really hoping that everything works out well and that we’re not deprived of his frivolity and humour for too long.

Get Well Soon, Mark.

Shard piles

TIL that the piles for the Shard (309.7 metres/1,016 ft) go some 55m/180.5ft into the London earth.

IL it from here:

Of course, with the Shard being so very tall, its piles are likely some of the deepest vertical things piercing the London soil. But given the plethora of underground tunnels, pipes and… well… more tunnels and pipes traversing the subterranean Big Smoke, one imagines that they must have had to be very careful where exactly they stuck them.