Friday 31 October 2008

Leonardo da Vinci The Virgin and Child With St Anne painting

Leonardo da Vinci The Virgin and Child With St Anne paintingLeonardo da Vinci St John the Baptist paintingLeonardo da Vinci Madonna with Yarnwinder painting
Pamela and Jumpy screamed in unison, dropped the hockeystick and ran upstairs as fast as they could go; while down in the front hail, standing brightly illuminated by the front door with the glass panel it had smashed in order to turn the knob of the tongue-and-groove lock (Pamela in the throes of her passion had forgotten to use the security locks), was a figure out of a nightmare or a late-night TV movie, a figure covered in mud and ice and blood, the hairiest creature you ever saw, with the shanks and hoofs of a giant goat, a man's torso covered in goat's hair, human arms, and a horned but otherwise human head covered in muck and grime and the beginnings of a beard. Alone and unobserved, the impossible thing pitched forward on to the floor and lay still.
Upstairs, at the very top of the house, that is to say in Saladin's Have you ever looked around you and bemoaned how little you have? How the place you live isn’t your dream house, or the car you drive isn’t as nice as you’d like, or your peers have cooler gadgets or better jobs? If so, that’s an opportunity to be grateful for what you already have. It’s easy to forget that there are billions of people worse off than you — who don’t

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