Wait, do you hear that? (HULL OR HIGH WATER begins)
Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John, yeah, that’s when time stood still! A new Solver chapter begins, HULL OR HIGH WATER. It forms part of a loose-three parter with Little Days and the upcoming and inappropriately timed Christmas Special to round out Solver volume 2. I don’t just make this stuff up on the hoof, it’s carefully constructed. Over-engineered, like a Victorian aqueduct.
If I may repeat the line from Flight of the Conchords’ Business Time,
“Then we do the recycling; it’s not part of the foreplay but it’s important”
Dean’s enough of a drone, he doesn’t need to introduce another one
Unless it’s a Chekov’s drone!
Chekov’s drone <along the line of Chekov’s macerator as seen in an episode of Lewis>
If Maria McKee shows up in this story, just dancing in the background, I will lose it.
Perhaps they can use the drone to search for Glenn! Dean can explain how the controls work and how to use the camera, he’ll enjoy that.
If Glenn is potentially sea-bound I’m not sure if the drone will help much.
“We’re gonna need a bigger drone…”
As someone with a really cool Lego kit that has sat half-finished in my dining room for eight months because parenting, I sympathize.
I’m impressed no little hands decided to provide stealthy–but definitely, totally helpful–assistance at any point in that past 8 months.
This was the fate of our Lego™ Saturn V kit, once assembled and placed carefully out of the way atop our living room entertainment center; except for “hands,” read “paws.”
It did not survive re-entry.
Awww, Dean, you did the right thing yet again, despite your instincts.
A little Robbie Robertson there in the post, I see. So they’re heading “Somewhere Down the Crazy River”? 😀
Ooh! An Oric mobile phone! Makes me all tingly inside! My OtherHalf probably has the Oric Motherlode in our attic. He has many Orics of different sorts, peripherals, and all the parts to build new Oric Atmoses, should anyone want one, spare parts and software – on cassette tape of course – and manuals. It’s quite rare to come across anyone else who knows about this fine example of the 8-bit computer.
Michael McIntyre style relatable humour from me once more!
Michael McIntyre, another easily recognizible point of reference for Americans.
Poor Dean. Having a shred of decency is no fun.
Of course it’s an Amstrad drone.
An Oric phone,
An Amstrad drone,
The bird has flown;
leave Glenn alone!
Claire is quite cute in her little green jumper.
Am I allowed to say that?
Still, she is.
It’s certainly a nice color on her.
Buy a new phone instead of just a new sim card means Cathey has the ability of find Glenn’s old phone… scary! Then, I can’t say if it was intentional or is my paranoia at work, but did the drone have a cat “face”?
There are two ways of looking at it, either a cat face or an insect face with mandibles.
Glenn’s face Panel 6
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We’re meant to imagine it. One suspects the two of them would really have enjoyed assembling that drone together (not that Dean would have thought to invite him).
Ah, little details like the Yeo Valley yoghurt pot lid stuck to the box…
Thanks, I was wondering what that was.
You would think Glen would know better than to put a yoghurt lid in with his cardboard recycling… Disappointed in the boy.
My council’s recycling lets you put, and you aren’t going to like this, paper, card, glass, hard AND soft plastic all in the same bin. I don’t know if you can do that in actual Sheffield but in my Sheffield, you can.
When I lived in New York, and then Massachusetts, I had to separate the recycling. When I moved to Pennsylvania, I had to get used to all of these sacred non-mixing materials being lumped together. Took me a while- it still feels somehow morally wrong.
I still separate the different colors of glass — clear, green, and brown — despite the fact that our service does not pick up glass for recycling at all, and I have to make specific trips to the county facility, which has started dumping them all in together
We also have recycling bins where you throw in everything together and it gets sorted at the recycling station
But it’s also possible that the yoghurt lid got stuck to the box accidentally before the box was put into recycling
Over here in NZ we have all been instructed not to put container lids into recycling
I understand that some might be a different material than the container (glass bottles with metal screw tops) but that’s not a lot of extra effort to handle, and sharp lids cut with can-openers can be dropped into the cans and squeezed just a little to keep the lid trapped safely inside; they’re made of the same stuff yet we’re told to put them into the rubbish
I prefer to forget about the Middle East, Jeffrey Epstein, government corruption and other injustices and focus on the inefficiencies of recycling!
Has anyone ever rendered the face of a man who is not going to get to build his drone any better than John did here today?
Surely an Eisner is in the post?
If I were a voter, he’d get my vote. That panel is PERFECT.
“Over-engineered, like a Victorian aqueduct.”
I’ve always* said, John Allison truly is the Isambard Kingdom Brunel of 21st-century cartooning.
For certain, very short-term definitions of “always”.
(The commenting system kept one of my asterisks, but not the one on the footnote itself. Clearly under-engineered.)
Poor Dean. He got that drone/toy to help relieve his “misadventure stress”, and now he’s got to put off his stress relief just to take on more stress.
At least he’s still got his rainbow door. But the gals may want to brace themselves for increased euphonium practice.
We say Telefonino for a cell phone. We picked that up in Mexico city – I don’t know how common it is.
ATTA BOY, DEAN