Face

Face

It must be the death-masque of a court-lady. Or something else entirely.

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Fish

Fish

Fish on a plate. Which reminds me of the time I had fish and chips from Rick Stein. It was a dull and gray winterday in Padstow, which should be called Padstein because every other shop is owned by Rick Stein. And there were queues lining up outside the fish and chips shop. The fish and chips was good, though.