
you can leave your bottle of wine in the stream to chill, whilst you and your beloved sit side by side on a tartan blanket, eating tiny delicious things and gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.
after eating, you open the wine and sit in silent contemplation for a moment, taking in the beauty of nature.
then you down the rest of the bottle and go at it like rabid stoats.
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after eating, you open the wine and sit in silent contemplation for a moment, taking in the beauty of nature.
then you down the rest of the bottle and go at it like rabid stoats.

Reminds me of John Martin's The Plains of Heaven, enriched with added floof.

(The original of ^this is about 20 foot wide, and fucking mindblowing. I think there's a JM exhibition at Tate Britain now or soon.
His better-known stuff is pretty much the exact opposite of this - Hell, the Apocalypse etc. Good clean fun.
"If I was in London, I'd be there like a rat up a fucking drainpipe" Birmingham Mail )
*EDIT* but - *splutters apoplectically* - they sodding charge you £12.70 to get in! Fuckers! Mind you, if they threw in free LSD it'd be well worth it. These are very, very large paintings.
www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/johnmartin/default.shtm
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(The original of ^this is about 20 foot wide, and fucking mindblowing. I think there's a JM exhibition at Tate Britain now or soon.
His better-known stuff is pretty much the exact opposite of this - Hell, the Apocalypse etc. Good clean fun.
"If I was in London, I'd be there like a rat up a fucking drainpipe" Birmingham Mail )
*EDIT* but - *splutters apoplectically* - they sodding charge you £12.70 to get in! Fuckers! Mind you, if they threw in free LSD it'd be well worth it. These are very, very large paintings.
www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/johnmartin/default.shtm