Father of Confederation
February 13th, 2008 Posted in The Cult of MeEver since that bra burning hippy, Elisabeth May, broke the news about how I had snuck into the Government Lobby late one night and replaced all of the old, outdated portraits of past Prime Ministers and replaced them with snap-shots of me, my life has been hellish.
And the saddest thing?
It’s scuttled my plans to hang my latest commissioned painting within the entrance on the Hill.
Looks like the only place I can share it now is here in my blog.
Let me know what you think.
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