She’s faulty
A rare appearance for Shelley’s dad and Peggy, her daughter. And Paul Scoville. Actually, Paul Scoville appearances haven’t been all that rare, recently, have they?
A rare appearance for Shelley’s dad and Peggy, her daughter. And Paul Scoville. Actually, Paul Scoville appearances haven’t been all that rare, recently, have they?
Paul Scoville is burning up the charts at the peak of his fiery career.
When I see Paul Scoville, I can’t help but think of Mr. The Toad from Zippy. And then I am filled with dread…
Are we having fun yet?
Same.
| Say hi to Jack for me?
Yesssssss. I don’t see anything in the coming titles to suggest that this thread gets explored, but even these breadcrumbs are sweet and nourishing.
We’ll get more. It’s only a matter of time.
You see what I did there, right?
Incidentally, the “Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment” thing no longer works, for me. I keep having to fill them in again. Just me or is it doing that to everyone?
It’s been doing that to me every time there’s a new page lately. Once I’ve signed in, I don’t need to sign in again for other comments on the same page, but I do on the next page.
I noticed that, too. I’ve been wondering if mentioning it would have to be accompanied by a basket order.
I’m looking into this, I’ve turned off what I think is the offending plug-in that is causing this.
I honestly thought that whole thing wasn’t cannon. A pruned timeline not to be dwelt on
Just be very careful where you say hi to Jack – avoid public transport and airliners are right out.
Sounds like he’s back, back from the past—good old(er?) Jack!
Shelley has fetched him back from his temporal exile?
Unless he’s now in his forties, having had to return the long way around!
Maybe it was Esther who fetched Jack. Far less likely to have leavinged as much collateral damage to the timeline. (She’d need a new Nemulon, though, obvsly)
OH GOD PEGGY IS SO ADORABLE
Lottie is always so good with children. This page is so sweet, colourful, full of happiness. The contrast with the last panel make it even more funny.
God Dewther?
Spirtle?
“Spittle” = spiritual.
“God-dewther” = you got me.
“Spirtle”.
“Dewther” is a word for daughter that I have only heard one person use and he was “a real one off” shall we say. Spirtle, well, you’re on you’re own with that one.
Nonono. A spirtle is a traditional Scottish rod-shaped tool used to stir porridge. She’s going to tell her how the Bee Gees made their oatmeal.
God dewther = goddaughter- Lottie is Peggy’s godmother, I believe.
That’s how I interpret it too.
Do we know who Peggy’s dad is?
Tim Jones, RIP
Rest in Pieces, if you will
Removed in Perpetuity
Repurposed into Particles
Relaxing in Purgatory
I have a theory that Jack’s time kafuffle means that everyone in the here and now remembers having just seen Jack the other day, but nobody actually sees him or knows where he is!
Of course none of my theories have been correct so far, so don’t hold me to that… I reserve the right to call “Nailed it!” no matter how far away my guesses were
Has Lottie actually mentioned Jack lately? Perhaps she actually does not remember who he is, thanks to Time Hijinks, until she sees him and it all comes back suddenly
Linton mentioned him in Wobbley Head part 2- https://badmachinery.com/comic/roddys-flophouse/
That reminds me, we still haven’t seen the tattoo, and turns out it wasn’t actually needed. Yet.
I’m glad the true story of the first Christmas is stayin’ alive, thanks to Lottie.
‘Twas under a gibbous moon …
“Well, you can tell by the way I give my gifts // I’m a Santa Clause! No time for thrift!”
Goodness, how old is Peggy? I’m guessing she’s a precocious 5 year old by now (she definitely has her mother’s smarts and intuition). Also happy to hear that Jack is back in proper space-time! I’m sure 1990s Shelley got him back in an elaborate scheme involving a time machine converted from a BMW and a cable timed to a historic ray of sunshine striking the Tacklford clock tower.
She’d be around three by now
It’s only been a few years since the end of Bad Machinery, Peggy being born not long after
Peggy turned 4 a month or so ago.
The epilogue of “Into the Woods”, in which Mordawwa uses her demonic powers to inform her sister that she’s pregnant, was set in February, which would put Peggy’s birthday in November, or maybe October.
Peggy was a babe in arms at her baby shower at the end of “Hard Yards”, which was on December 18th, a week before Sonny’s 16th birthday. It’s currently Christmas Eve, the day before Sonny’s 20th birthday. So it’s four years and six days since the end of “Hard Yards”, and Peggy was born maybe a month before that.
I am in awe at your chronological awareness.
Probably it’s for the best Rev. Penrose left. I don’t know how much he could take of Lottie’s mangling of the First Christmas story. Since he’s an Anglican I’m sure it would be mildly irritating at the least.
I think Reverend Penrose regards Lottie as a fellow soldier against the forces of darkness, so he would probably try his best to be tolerant of her idiosyncrasies, regardless of their nature.
Maggie’s proximity has probably built up his tolerance for mildly blasphemous nonsense to near-immunity
It all gets shoved into the seething inferno of his warrior soul anyway. POresumably he lets it out punchin’ monsters.
Alas, what could have been had the throes of love gestated betwixt Shelley and another…
https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=10156382555584885&set=pb.100063737979000.-2207520000
I wonder if Shelley’s been telling her daughter about the time she went to Christmas Island and befriended the off-model American knockoff Shelley that had been sent to destroy her, and then they took a helicopter to Christmas Mountain and played darts with Santa Claus,
Peggy and Papa Winters! 😀
Anyone else’s cockles just thoroughly warmed by this page? Christmas in May is the best
I always assumed that Cucumber Castle was in roughly the same geographical vicinity of Clopper Castle.
I was pleasantly amazed, many years ago, to stumble across Cucumber Castle (the movie, not the album) on a torrent site. One of those glorious artifacts, like Carrott Gets Rowdie, that makes the invention of the internet somehow have been worth it
Warm for his form