One of the most intriguing things about that porcelain, is that both of them are engaging eye contact - not with each other as in a life face to face encounter - but with the imagined voyeur. Reminds me of modern Western porn in that regard. Though they do seem most happy, none of the male grimacing in particular which makes me think of someone suffering the pains of extreme constipation rather than having a good time.

So anyway, yeah, back to the Museum of British Folklore innit..