...when you start thinking about this sort of thing.
Observe the two images of Queen Liz above.
On the left you have Her Majesty as she appears on a standard English 5 pound note. On the right you have Her Majesty as she appears on a Manx 5 pound note.
Now, is it just me, or is Liz just a little bit foxy in that image on the right. Kind of a 1950s posh bit, who is probably doing the dirty with the gardener on a regular basis? While on the left, well, she looks like my gran.
If I were the royal portrait painter, and Liz got hold of these images, I'd be worried:
Liz: "My man, we have come into the possession of something called a '5 pound note'"
He: "Really, ma'am?"
Liz: "Yes. And it appears that we now resemble somebody's grandmother rather than a posh bit of totty who looks like she might be a bit of a - what is the word - goer."
He: "Well, yes ma'am. Aging gracefully and all that."
Liz: "My man, it will not do. If we had wanted an accurate portrait we would have had Edward take a bloody photograph. Do it again. Something a little provocative."
He: "Yes ma'am. I'll go and fetch the vaseline."
I have a feeling I'll be spending some quality time in The Tower for this post...
