Birkin Hare, the little purple hare on the Blogger sidebar, will jump into the air if you double click on him. (It probably hurts). He's lived here for yonks, and I only realised that recently.
Another notable addition is Herbert. Tootsie and Falafel have/had much the same paint job and are celebrated on Poobah's Blog so I thought it was about time that Herbert attained immortality, too. If you click on the centre of the wheel, she'll get back on it, and she'll follow the cursor around as you move it within the square. You can feed her by clicking within that general area. She'll be ever so pleased!
Wednesday 31 March 2010
Monday 29 March 2010
A 'Not-Yet-Sold' Cartoon ...
"No, I'm not from Michelin. I'm 'Pub Grub of the Year'"
Actually this is more of an experiment in colouring in and stuff with Photoshop - a lot less time consuming than doing the whole lot in watercolour, and much more cheerful than the black and white jobbies.
Friday 26 March 2010
I've just got a new loo brush - absolutely essential ...
... and here's why. This is my loo AFTER an incursion by the new brush:
Just a bog-standard lavatory, I'm sure you're thinking. But look what it was like before!
Just a bog-standard lavatory, I'm sure you're thinking. But look what it was like before!
Sunday 21 March 2010
Dr Sketchy Birmingham - 'Berlin' - 20th March 2010
Whoops - nearly put this on the Talent Free blog by mistake ...the entire post, that is! Anyway, here are the drawings I did yesterday at Dr Sketchy (the ones I want to wave about in a public place, anyway). Here is Lulu La Rocca (actually, she was one of two figures on stage but I got so absorbed by this drawing that time was up before I could start the other one):
And here is Crimson Skye, who has previously appeared on here being Fanny Malone. She has wonderful red hair, so red that it actually makes mine look quite drab and subdued in comparison.
And here is the drawing from the final act of the evening - Mr Mistress, who really went down a storm!
No prizes this time, but I did get to share a sofa with Alex Hughes. We had to dismantle it a couple of times because of the amount of stuff that was getting lost down the back of it - all Alex's pens, my spectacle case, an umbrella and a small stuffed gorilla were all concealed within the depths of this insatiable item of furniture.
The slide show behind the burlesque performers featured bits by the likes of George Grosz, Max Beckmann & Co; some fantastic graphic design from the period and photos of Marlene Dietrich and contemporaries. It was absolutely superb, and must have been as much fun to make as it was to watch!
Next one is on Saturday May 15th - when the theme is 'Carnival of the Animals'
And here is Crimson Skye, who has previously appeared on here being Fanny Malone. She has wonderful red hair, so red that it actually makes mine look quite drab and subdued in comparison.
And here is the drawing from the final act of the evening - Mr Mistress, who really went down a storm!
No prizes this time, but I did get to share a sofa with Alex Hughes. We had to dismantle it a couple of times because of the amount of stuff that was getting lost down the back of it - all Alex's pens, my spectacle case, an umbrella and a small stuffed gorilla were all concealed within the depths of this insatiable item of furniture.
The slide show behind the burlesque performers featured bits by the likes of George Grosz, Max Beckmann & Co; some fantastic graphic design from the period and photos of Marlene Dietrich and contemporaries. It was absolutely superb, and must have been as much fun to make as it was to watch!
Next one is on Saturday May 15th - when the theme is 'Carnival of the Animals'
Saturday 20 March 2010
Friday 19 March 2010
Gardening News
The following was originally published in Foghorn (you can get your own online subscription, absolutely FREE) but for those of you who can't be bothered to look at back issues, here's a time-saving tip; read the gardening column here, yes, right here! Seek no further...!
As summer rolls on, and all creatures great and small nibble your penstemons -welcome to the Foghorn Potting Shed. Tucked safely inside are Gordon Honkmonster, Binkie Homebrew and Euphorbia Marmelade; delving into the postbag is that loamy old veteran, Alan Goatrouser.
Our first letter is from Ivan Dumpwell, curator of the Glossop Weed Museum, who writes:
“Dear Foghorn,
I’ve noticed a lot of bright red things making whoopee on my lilies, and now the lilies look like brussels sprouts stalks, but after the sprouts have been picked. What's going on?”
Gordon says:
“Sounds like an invasion of scarlet lily beetles. Their disgusting grubs will eat. And eat. They also cover themselves in stuff to protect themselves from birds – mostly chewed-up copies of ‘Clay Pigeon Shooting’ magazine and suchlike. Proprietary Bugblaster will help, but it’s better to pick the blighters off with a few carefully aimed bricks. You might want to use gloves. Better still, get someone else to do it.”
That should sort ‘em out, Ivan! So, onto our second poser; this time it’s an email from Suzi Nutcrusher in Bude. Suzi says she's new to gardening and is a self-confessed airhead. Sounds fun, Suzi!
Her question is:
“What do you think about keeping an alligator in a pond that you're also hoping to have ducks in? I'd like to get an alligator, but would it eat the ducks?”
Well, Euphorbia's got her hand up, but Binkie hasn't noticed. Off you go, Binkie!
“An alligator would not only eat the ducks, but any careless pets or bits of wildlife and probably your neighbours, too. The advantages are that cats will stop using your borders for a quick dump, and you won’t be pestered by little boys asking for their football back. Just remember to wait until it’s asleep before trying to mow the lawn.”
Well, that’s all we’ve got time for today, readers, but keep those letters coming! The Foghorn Potting Shed can be contacted by all the usual channels, plus table-rapping and ouija. Unfortunately the panel won’t reply to letters individually, because they can’t be arsed and make it all up anyway.
As summer rolls on, and all creatures great and small nibble your penstemons -welcome to the Foghorn Potting Shed. Tucked safely inside are Gordon Honkmonster, Binkie Homebrew and Euphorbia Marmelade; delving into the postbag is that loamy old veteran, Alan Goatrouser.
Our first letter is from Ivan Dumpwell, curator of the Glossop Weed Museum, who writes:
“Dear Foghorn,
I’ve noticed a lot of bright red things making whoopee on my lilies, and now the lilies look like brussels sprouts stalks, but after the sprouts have been picked. What's going on?”
Gordon says:
“Sounds like an invasion of scarlet lily beetles. Their disgusting grubs will eat. And eat. They also cover themselves in stuff to protect themselves from birds – mostly chewed-up copies of ‘Clay Pigeon Shooting’ magazine and suchlike. Proprietary Bugblaster will help, but it’s better to pick the blighters off with a few carefully aimed bricks. You might want to use gloves. Better still, get someone else to do it.”
That should sort ‘em out, Ivan! So, onto our second poser; this time it’s an email from Suzi Nutcrusher in Bude. Suzi says she's new to gardening and is a self-confessed airhead. Sounds fun, Suzi!
Her question is:
“What do you think about keeping an alligator in a pond that you're also hoping to have ducks in? I'd like to get an alligator, but would it eat the ducks?”
Well, Euphorbia's got her hand up, but Binkie hasn't noticed. Off you go, Binkie!
“An alligator would not only eat the ducks, but any careless pets or bits of wildlife and probably your neighbours, too. The advantages are that cats will stop using your borders for a quick dump, and you won’t be pestered by little boys asking for their football back. Just remember to wait until it’s asleep before trying to mow the lawn.”
Well, that’s all we’ve got time for today, readers, but keep those letters coming! The Foghorn Potting Shed can be contacted by all the usual channels, plus table-rapping and ouija. Unfortunately the panel won’t reply to letters individually, because they can’t be arsed and make it all up anyway.
Saturday 13 March 2010
Amster Band
I was put on to these little fellas by Chichi Parish, but I just keep going back to look at this video and thought maybe some of you would be interested, too!
Sunday 7 March 2010
Dear Agony Auntie,
I am nearly as unlucky in love as my cousin, Douchebag Cootiebiscuits, but he suggested that I contact Mismatch.com in my endeavours to find true romance. Well, I went on a date with this wonderful girl - a proper Lady she was, claimed to be a cartoon character - and afterwards I sent her an email to tell her what a wonderful time I'd had.
I sent her a nice picture of a werewolf, and said that although I'd sent her this picture of a werewolf it didn't mean at all that I thought she had excess facial hair and big teeth. To cheer her up and remind her of me, I also sent her a nice little video:
But just to be sure, I told her that I didn't think she had a big bum at all, and not at all to think she did, or that I might think she did and so on. Well done, old lad, I thought - think I've made a conquest there!
Well, like dear old Douchebag, I discovered that women are shallow.
I went round to see her soon afterwards and knocked on the door. I could see she had moved from the living room into the hallway, and I was looking forward to her opening the door to me. For extra dramatic effect I was not wearing any clothes on my bottom half and had painted a Union Jack on my face.
However, she didn't open the door. I'm sure she must have looked out through the spyhole. And then a strange voice in a sort of strange Eastern European accent came through the letterbox: 'Is that the rent man? I'm not in, if it is!' It sort of sounded like her but the accent was all wrong.
And when I went to look through the letterbox I couldn't see anyone there! Spooky, eh?
After a few more minutes of me banging on the front door and yodelling, her next door neighbour came out and told me to **** off, and threw an eel at me.
Now I'm beginning to think she's just not that into me. What do you think? Do you think I stand a chance of a second date?
Sincerely,
Wurzelbanger Grannikins xxx
I sent her a nice picture of a werewolf, and said that although I'd sent her this picture of a werewolf it didn't mean at all that I thought she had excess facial hair and big teeth. To cheer her up and remind her of me, I also sent her a nice little video:
But just to be sure, I told her that I didn't think she had a big bum at all, and not at all to think she did, or that I might think she did and so on. Well done, old lad, I thought - think I've made a conquest there!
Well, like dear old Douchebag, I discovered that women are shallow.
I went round to see her soon afterwards and knocked on the door. I could see she had moved from the living room into the hallway, and I was looking forward to her opening the door to me. For extra dramatic effect I was not wearing any clothes on my bottom half and had painted a Union Jack on my face.
However, she didn't open the door. I'm sure she must have looked out through the spyhole. And then a strange voice in a sort of strange Eastern European accent came through the letterbox: 'Is that the rent man? I'm not in, if it is!' It sort of sounded like her but the accent was all wrong.
And when I went to look through the letterbox I couldn't see anyone there! Spooky, eh?
After a few more minutes of me banging on the front door and yodelling, her next door neighbour came out and told me to **** off, and threw an eel at me.
Now I'm beginning to think she's just not that into me. What do you think? Do you think I stand a chance of a second date?
Sincerely,
Wurzelbanger Grannikins xxx
Tuesday 2 March 2010
Dear Agony Auntie,
I am still on my quest to find true love and romance, and I therefore went on a date last week.
However, the gentleman I met carried on a fairly boring conversation, but insisted on miming to everything he talked about. To begin with, it was merely irritating, then it became downright embarrassing as he discussed how to shake cans of spray paint in order to ensure a smooth finish, and also how to test melons for freshness. How the other people in the bus shelter stared!
Now, dearest Auntie, when he phones me should I pretend he's got a wrong number, and reply in an incomprehensible Eastern European accent, or should I adopt a different approach and start taking classes in physical theatre?
Yours,
The Lady in the Cartoon on here dated 26th September 2008
xxx
However, the gentleman I met carried on a fairly boring conversation, but insisted on miming to everything he talked about. To begin with, it was merely irritating, then it became downright embarrassing as he discussed how to shake cans of spray paint in order to ensure a smooth finish, and also how to test melons for freshness. How the other people in the bus shelter stared!
Now, dearest Auntie, when he phones me should I pretend he's got a wrong number, and reply in an incomprehensible Eastern European accent, or should I adopt a different approach and start taking classes in physical theatre?
Yours,
The Lady in the Cartoon on here dated 26th September 2008
xxx
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