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A picture like this:


demands a bit of Wordsworth. Far be it from me to suspend any pleasure of yours…

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

I don’t know if any of you have been to the Hunterian Museum at the Royal College of Surgeons.  I visited briefly a couple of years ago.  I don’t have any difficulties with the human specimens in jars.  There was an anatomical museum at my university with far more gruesome curios. It was the birds in jars I had trouble with. So unfortunately, as often happens on my cultural visits about town, I didn’t get much further than the Hunterian Museum gift shop.  A shameful blemish on my reputation.

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