Aaaaaand he’s back!

Stationery nerds will be interested to know I’ve changed my pens again. I was using a Tempo pen for the lettering in the Sunday strips, but now, after much searching, I’ve finally found a calligraphic fountain pen with a thin enough nib for me to be able to letter the strip properly. Bear with it for the first few strips while the nib gets trained to my writing style.

The Inking is now done with Sharpie fine liners! Gasp! All that fiddling around with expensive Japanese imports and I end up using a pen you can buy for a dollar at WalMart.

Aaaand we’re back!

Pretty self explanatory. It’s a bit of a wrench to be returning to these shorter strips - I enjoyed the freedom that doing the Sunday strips gave me. I’m not ruling out a change to a squarer format in the future, but for the time being I’m sticking to the traditional linear format, as that’s the way my brain works.

There are a couple of big story lines planned for the Summer, and the strip is written up to mid-May (sometimes being snowed in in a small town in New Mexico can be really useful!)



Don't forget - you can click on the strip to see it in glorious high definition.

See you on Wednesday and Friday…

(Pause)

Harold Pinter, playwright, screenwriter, political activist, occasional dickhead, and adjective.

Famed

for the



pauses





in his stage work

originally meant to help actors act his plays in a more natural manner than tended to be fashionable in the 1960s

but which became more stylised and

mannerist

over the years

to the point that when he once gave a reading of one of his monologues, everyone complained because he was reading it too fast.

We’re back to our normal Monday - Wednesday - Friday schedule starting tomorrow. See you there…

In which Pooh goes visiting and gets into a tight place

Originally published 15 October 2010

Of course, in the original story by A A Milne, Pooh got stuck in the entrance to Rabbit’s house. Here we have a rabbit stuck in the entrance to Smith’s house.

Plumph!

Originally published 11 October 2010

Self explanatory, really, if you can follow the maths.

Pow!

Originally published 6 October 2010

This is based on one of my sister’s cats. I forget which, it could well be her current cats, Tabitha and Timmy, but its hard to believe having seen them this Christmas. They’ve grown into loveable little metaphors for tertiary phase capitalism - they’re not just fat cats, they’re spherical! But in the old days they were big old rangy cats and this was how they used to deal with the cat flap in her rear door. You’d hear a crash through the door and then a scrabble of paws as the cat involved desperately tried to decelerate before hitting the far wall.

How come the cats get all the flaps?*

Originally published 6 October 2010

Happy New Year!

I won’t say much. We’ve probably both got serious headaches! Talk you you tomorrow, she we can both focus properly on the screen…

*A routine by Lenny Henry. See here