Millie, Thu 6 - Sat 8 Sept 1990

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I actually wrote two of these. The odd one out is number two - don't ask me to explain that joke because I don't understand it myself.

Strip one is very summer of 1990 - at the time corn circles were being hyped up by the papers as possible evidence that we were being visited by aliens, and it all got mixed in with all night acid house parties, ecstasy, chaos theory, the first stirrings of global warming and posters of fractal imagery into a pretty heady brew of pop culture at the time. Later we were to learn that crop circles weren't the work of aliens, they were actually the work of two men called Brian, one plank of wood and a bit of string.

Strip three is also very 1990. This is the last knockings of Margaret Thatcher's premiership, and she was well in to her imperial mad as a bat phase. In the name of freedom she had passed legislation banning 'the promotion of homosexuality' in schools, and was now doing battle against 'music with repetitive beats'. By this time, outdoor parties playing acid house music were officially illegal, and the police found themselves in the strange position of chasing kids in cars all over the home counties searching for illicit raves. Strange days indeed.