Liz Moody's Dulwich Life

Tues 5 Feb
Sarah rang in great excitement and said we had to go to the Picture Gallery. I thought maybe she’d heard that the Rolling Stones were going again, or perhaps Euan McGregor. But she said no, it’s the new exhibition, a whole roomful of glorious nude men. Honestly, it’s time she found herself a new boyfriend. It can’t be healthy, getting this excited about paintings of a long-dead saint being pierced by arrows. Then again, they are rather lovely. Apparently they’re by a chap called Reni, which I thought was what you took for a hangover. We had a nice lunch afterwards in the cafe, and after a couple of glasses of wine Sarah practiced her ‘out, damn spot!’ speech for the Young Vic. Just a teeny bit too loudly, to be honest, although everyone did applaud.
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Gainsborough’s “Mrs Elizabeth Moody and her two sons” can be viewed until 5pm every day except Mondays at Dulwich Picture Gallery