Yer basic bog-standard Maltese falcon
Caravaggio was here
In the pit underneath this hatch in 1608. For brawling, breaking down a door and badly injuring the knight with whom he was brawling. After a month, he escaped, fled Malta, and was expelled from the Knights of Malta (into which he had been inducted the year before as official painter to the Order) as a ‘foul and rotten member’.
Imagine what this shit would be worth if they’d kept it in the original packaging
All items found in one room of a museum (the Grand Inquisitor’s Palace) largely dedicated to arguing that the Inquisition wasn’t actually that bad since it only occasionally tortured and executed people, while blithely describing its brutal oppression of the general population. Such as the slave who was tried for heresy for – it was claimed by his anonymous accuser – complaining that he would have been better off if he was still a slave of Muslims since they treated their slaves better than Christians did.
And there was me thinking the Grand Inquisitor was some kind of music hall memory-man act.
The moment you realise you do not actually want the holiday to go on forever
A touch of Bristol in Valletta and…
fond memories of drinking with Mr Chicken in Halifax, Nova Scotia
Not sure he thought through his post-Brexit retirement plans