John is really getting on at work.

Such Danish pastries as Anne-lis Arentoft, a Copenhagen coed and au pair who adds impressive new dimensions (36-22-36) to the sleepy Serpentine while would-be French movie minx and mothers-help around W2, Jeannine Jaroux, lounges monokinied on the grass up-staging the Albert Memorial.

Yon black clouds are the fume / Of that great crucible, in which, with torturing fire, / The Mulciberian artist, practice-taught, / Transmutes, with skill ne'er known to th' alchemist, / Each sordid metal into price of gold.

The military reframed tedium as duty.