A word to the wise

(or inately stupid). Justin Bieber, just because you have a big tattoo of me on your calf does not mean your recent behaviour is forgiven.  I like this particular representation of myself, it just so happens, Ecce Homo by Rubens from 1610, and  I am very flattered you wanted my face on your person.  But; you and […]

I am

Spartacus, Jesus. One of the most profound things that happened while I was enjoying my wonderful Paris weekend, was the discovery that I am Lady Jesus.  Who knew?  This revelation happened quite by chance while my host and I were chatting about life, love and the wider world in a ‘interesting’ fusion café that served chicken curry spaghetti, on […]