Eyeing them up
What a Christmas for Glenn. He got the girl, he got the trouser press. Let us all scream inside our hearts for the lad.
Bad Machinery
New comics by John Allison
What a Christmas for Glenn. He got the girl, he got the trouser press. Let us all scream inside our hearts for the lad.
I love how happy Claire is about this!
Same! I love this trio so much!
That’s adorable! I wasn’t sure how aware Lottie was of Claire’s feelings or plans, but she’s obviously fully on board.
I’m glad that Lottie’s not only on board, but was apparently in on the planning stages. The title of the next page had me worried that she was going to object to Claire and Glenn mixing business and doing the business. Even though after the whole Nero fiasco, she wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.
I immediately Google Corby Trouser Press – Lottie spent A LOT!
While one can’t help but be happy for Claire & Glenn, one is also… distressed by the reunion of the ex-Mystery Kids being so brief, especially in light of Jack’s weird troubles and Linton’s mysterious love life – not to mention why Sonny is suddenly a lorry-drivin’ man. then there’s still all the unanswered questions concerning the Steeple cast: Why did the Rev and Shelly split up? Is there even a hometown for him to return to? Is Mrs. Clovis still rotting in prison? All of this clearly stems from Claremont-itis! Having grown up with 80’s Marvel Comics where subplots never got resolved! Still, do not fret! Many writers have undergone expert deprogramming & treatment of this serious malady. It starts with a steady diet of 8-page Jimmy Olsen stories combined with Quaaludes and Green Tea. The electro-shock, if necessary, is usually covered by the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund.
unanswered questions = openings for future stories
All in due time fellow reader, all in due time.
Well, in terms of the story timeline, it’s still Christmas Day. Only Lotte, Claire, and Glen have to “work” today!
Um.. Operation Biscuit Tin!?!
I’m not sure I want to find out how that was named…
It’s still a very delightfully British-sounding euphemism.
Paninis schmaninis, if you drape it over a coathanger you can do bacon in one.
While “operation biscuit tin” makes perfect sense to me, “operation primrose” doesn’t. May as well have named it “operation garglefish.” Poor Glurm is doomed. DOOMED!
Compared to how they started out, it’s honestly just nice to see these three grow as friends. “Operation Primrose” was an unexpected bonus