Every now and again you see something which you were not expecting.

Something which falls into no known category of analysis, logic or meaning.

Such as this. The screaming racist cake from Sweden.

Wow.

Update: here’s the explanation. It’s nothing but über-EU Gay/black Afro-Swede post-modern performance art irony. Move along folks, nothing to see. Other than disembowelled screaming African cake.

Meanwhile, in one distinguished European capital there is an elegant Ambassador’s residence for an EU country (not UK nor even Sweden). It has a sort of 20s/30s style. V smart.

As you enter on the left is a fine internal tall stained glass window. It depicts the glories of that country’s colonial history, with well turned images of things like Trade, Industry, Justice, Peace and so on.

Right at the bottom of the window, unnoticed except by nosy people like me who like to look at things, is a tiny cramped pair of Africans holding the whole thing up. It is staggering that the imagery is so explicit. And that the demands of political correctness if not good manners have not intervened to have this decoration removed and hidden in the bowels of a museum somewhere.

Anyone know which Residence I’m describing?