Pride

Six years ago I wrote this in my film diary:

The Man With Two Brains - I laughed. A lot. Steve Martin used to be funny and still is. By which I mean the films he made then are still funny now - unlike people like Gerry Lewis, or Arthur Askey who were funny then but aren't now and haven't been for a long time. Though there were people who went on laughing at Arthur Askey years past his (and their) sell-by dates so maybe I'm just laughing at stuff that I used to find funny but that isn't widely considered really funny any more.

Maybe I just haven't noticed.

I guess the acid test will be whether my children find The Man With Two Brains and The Jerk funny in a few years time. Fast forward six years and I can almost hear one of my girls saying to the other (or possibly one of the others depending on the sex of child number three, due in less than four months): "Oh crap! Dad's going to do one of his 'Is This Funny?' experiments on us again, just pretend to like it so he doesn't feel old, will you?" I love my kids; they're so considerate....

Time for an experiment...

Sorry, long abandoned blog. Been busy doin' drawin's and that: There's a few more here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/junkmonkey/ Nunsploitation! Superheroes drinking coffee! and a Tale of the Old West: featuring Jeff Randall of the US Postal Rangers! Please enjoy! I may come asking for money later....

Questions to Which I Don't Suppose I'll Ever Find an Answer - No. 675a

Why are all pterodactyls in French* comic books coloured red?

etcetera etcetera etcetera...

*all right, '...and Belgian'.

Here's an eight panel strip that fell off my doodle pad today and somehow became worth inking.

Page one of  'Senga: The Braw Jungle Lassy'

 

Or whatever I eventually call it. 'Senga: Quine of the Jungle' is another possibility.

Work in Progress:

 

Work in progress. I've got a bit stuck in the comic I'm drawing with this character. Her name is Senga the Jungle Girl.  I'm 12 pages in, a few good jokes and no plot as yet - so to avoid dealing with my total lack of plotting ability I'm taking time out to draw a pin-up of her with copious armpit hair. Not sure why I'm giving her such luxuriant pits, but I was planning on having her have riotous underarm fuzz that would blow in the wind from the start - but Holly made me take it out on the grounds that it's "too weird".

A semi-naked Scottish girl living with an Amazon tribe of white girls battling Nazis deep in the African jungle is okay but armpit hair is "weird"?  I don't understand kids. Mind you, they don't understand me so I guess we're even.

(Though I do have some sympathy for their position.)

Here's the (maybe) cover :

How Mobile Phones have Fucked up Everything: Part NtyX

Strange but true: People used to be able to eat food without photographing it first.  Honest!

Mobile Phones are Evil (Part Deuxty-fünf)

Here's another thing I've just discovered that have been screwed up by mobile phones.

In years past when people showed you their holiday snaps at least you could see the buggers.

"Here's us on the sea front at Frinton... and here's another one of us on the beach at Frinton.  oh and here's a picture of that man walking his dog.  Remember, Gladys?  and here's another one of us at Frinton...."

Whether the pictures were on small glossy prints, handed to you one by one to be passed around, or   on slides, projected onto the wall with the lightest, least garish wallpaper - at least you could see the buggers.  They might have been the dullest least interesting thing in all God's creation but at least you could see them

"Oh, this one's upside down... I'll just have to... help yourself to some more Twigletes..."

Last weekend Merriol and the girls spent two day travelling by train to go to The Harry Potter TM  Making of  Harry Potter TM World Studio Potter TM Tour in London.  They had a great time. Lots of Harry Potter TM stuff to look at and buy.

Gathered around on the sofa the next day I got to see some of these Harry PotterTM delights via the gazzillion photos Merriol'd taken on her spanking new phone- well, I would have done if her thumb wasn't in the way swiping to the next picture, or rotating the screen, or the phone was so angled that all I could see was reflection - if I was lucky.  Sometimes I couldn't even see the phone at all let alone the screen. To be fair that was often Eben getting his bonce in the way as he tried to get a look.  Boy has that kid got a big head!* 

"And here we are at Gringots (whatever that is) again, and here we are with Grubious Penile's costume, and here we are at Dubious Krotchkiss Whumping Wardrobe..."

...and all I can see is a thumb or Number One Son's left ear.

They tell me they had a good time.

  * He's  also got chocolate belly button at the moment - he coloured it in himself, but that's another story.