The Painting

23 March 2019 | Diary

In London for a few days, we go for a saunter in the National Gallery.

Mummy,” says a restless little girl, “why are they doing that?”

The child’s complaint, for once, was not directed at us but merely near us. She was asking about a painting we were looking at.

“It was the War,” said the mother, pulling the child along.

Brace yourself, folks.

It was a picture of Perseus with Medusa’s head.

The War

Here are some other artistic depictions of the War we saw on our trip.

The Western Front (1942)
Yes! we have no bananas (1939)
Brothers (1940)

The diary’s back, folks! Tune in next weekend for your finer feuilleton.

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