What is it in the nature of man that makes us lie, and hate, and steal and kill? Let the carnival begin, every pleasure every sin!
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MURDER SHE WRITES
32 comics.
Shelley’s on the Advocaat, things are going from bad to worse. I think ideally there would have been a page between this one and the last one, or at least a caption, but back in the day I didn’t really[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s difficult to describe how pleased I was when I came up with Lottie popping out of the laundry basket. I’m always delighted when I can deliver a new kind of emergence. There’s a recent NEMS comic where Esther emerges[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There are plenty of characters in my cinematic universe who have yet to learn the skill of keeping their monologue internal.
This tale is seamy! I had forgotten how seamy! Apologies to all readers, I will now step back from the conversation and let other (seamy) voices be heard.
I really raised awareness of Bulmer’s Ventricle with this comic, a heart condition characterised by thickening of Braithwaite’s Cotillion and the slow degradation of the pulmonary wattle.
I’m a big fan of Hugo’s historic look. He’s made the most of that failing cockatoo crest. Derek also looks fab.
Many tiny triumphs on this page. Panel 2 from Polly’s perspective, and the discovery of the landline, both high points that still please me.
