Showing posts with label fortress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fortress. Show all posts
Friday, 11 April 2014
Dungeons
...along with about £1.27 in change, the TV remote, car keys, several tissues, three custard creams, a pair of scissors, several orphaned socks and Lord Lucan.
Wednesday, 9 April 2014
Scatter
To an extent this series of strips was inspired by my noticing that the number of cushions on our sofa was multiplying, and that I was never comfortable on the sofa until I had discarded every one of them. Besides, they're scatter cushions - so that's what you're supposed to do with them.
Monday, 7 April 2014
Friday, 21 March 2014
Why a lot of defence spending makes no sense...
So what Jones has got to do is invent herself some enemies. The kind of enemies who only live for the dream of conquering the back-right corner of the sofa.
Wednesday, 19 March 2014
Monday, 17 March 2014
Where is Jones?
Remember when you were a kid and you made a fortress underneath the dining room table, behind the sofa or (Tunbridge Wells only reference coming up) the hollow interior of a Rhodedendron bush? I'm sure Bella is doing the same thing with the cushions and blankets on our sofa.
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