Danger Danger High Voltage

Brace yourself.

If you are operating heavy machinery, do so no more.

If you are standing then sit, for your own safety.

If you are of a nervous disposition, have a nip of brandy (preferably Sainsbury's Value XO).

Prepare to coo and gasp.

Clear a space for any spontaneous jiggery and or pokery that might ensue.

The following pictures are so outrageously wondrous they could stun a team of oxen in their tracks and push the neurasthenic among us into an almighty funk.

Where to start?

They verge on the sublime (Melyvn Bragg I salute you, Lord Reith would be proud) in its purest form: "As if instinctively, our soul is lifted up by the true sublime; it takes a proud flight, and is filled with joy and vaunting, as though it had itself produced what it had heard”. Now call me a softheaded pater d'mour but when I see those cheeks combined with the hat of a puritan, my soul does indeed take proud flight and all the rest. Well said that man Longinus.

Bravo Bertrando. And much praise to Veefeecal for providing the punctum despite the encumbrance of chippolatas.