The problems in America? It’s got to be the food.

It’s enough to turn anybody crazy. The things they eat over there get more and more extreme. I follow this site where the delightful Betty reviews food that she seems to buy from someone called Trader Joe. Whatever next? I have this vision of Joe in a large shed somewhere ( I’m keen on sheds as a place to be creative ) thinking “What can I put out there that will tickle their taste buds and send me laughing all the way to the bank?”. Here are some recent gems from Joe: Turkey Bacon. Great idea, lets get all the … Continue reading The problems in America? It’s got to be the food.

Random phrases of a mad person, or someone trying to sell you a gold chain in a bus station.

Thanks goodness for the filter that weeds out those emails from companies trying to sell you stuff. One this morning from National Express, the UK coach people, who think I might want to go to Glastonbury. No doubt to have a weekend camping in mud whilst listening to very average music. These emails are like being accosted and interupted in a bus station by someone trying to sell you a genuine gold chain. The seller seems a bit dodgy, if he says the chain is genuine gold it’s not, and it’s likely to be stolen. The guy reeks of alchohol and … Continue reading Random phrases of a mad person, or someone trying to sell you a gold chain in a bus station.

Three stages of artwork, is it ever finished? No.

This is the first rough, or the idea stage for one of my drawings for a coming exhibition here in Cheltenham in August, that I published here some months ago. Here are some links to refresh your memory: More on my Pont project Pont: Graham Laidler, and the British Character A lot of the drawings are about ” The British Character” and are loosley based on the works of a cartoonist from the 1930’s called “Pont” but who’s real name was Graham Laidler. I’ve been helped by the Cartoon Museum to try and contact his descendents so that they can … Continue reading Three stages of artwork, is it ever finished? No.

Apostrophe timebomb.

I’m not good with these and have recently joined a Facebook Gardener’s group called: Gardeners Question Time and someone has taken issue about the lack of apostrophe. Some wit speculated that the true meaning of the group was ” Gardeners question the meaning of time” , rather than what I think was the real intention which most would have thought was ” Gardeners asking questions of each other”. There have been over a hundred responses on Facebook to the thread so far. Here’s my own take on it   If you are curious you might be able to find it … Continue reading Apostrophe timebomb.

Justin Credible

After a bit of a search I found the chap who gave me the idea ( or the excuse to do some drawings ) for a series on names. I’m not sure if he gave me this name but he probably did. Thanks Dennis, you’ve kept me off the streets wandering around pound shops asking how much everything is. More will follow on here as we get closer to my exhibition in August, and I’ve set up a new website, so if you feel like looking around the sort of thing that I do then drop in right here: New site … Continue reading Justin Credible

Miss Frost

I always wanted to work in advertising, I thought it might be glamorous. In the 70’s it was populated by places which had large reception areas and these could be intimitading places. One of the first things that I discovered that the people behind those huge desks were usually women of a certain type. There were exceptions but in my long experience they could usually be termed as “frosty”, and the better looking of them were usually “glacial”. Saatchi and Saatchi had two or three of them! To get past them you had to have an appointment and if this … Continue reading Miss Frost

If a computer were a person.

  This is what he would be like. It’s likely to be a bloke called Percy, but most people know him by his nickname PC. First of all he would interupt you on a regular basis: ” Are you sure you want to do that?” Especially if you are talking to someone else. He would be forever suggesting words you don’t want to use, especially if these words are in any way unusual like proclivity, whatever that means. He would suggest a word that is totally inappropriate, and completely meaningless. Percy would go to sleep without warning and just when … Continue reading If a computer were a person.

Footy Chair

We don’t call football soccer over here, it’s football. It must have been around 2002 that there was a World Cup tournament as I came accross this drawing when clearing stuff out. It was, I think , for a calendar. I suspect that I got the month when we were in the tournament and this is as anyone will recognise a footy chair. You can tell it’s done a while ago as the computer monitor is a little on the large size. I also borrowed a theme from an earlier project called ” Things to come” when I did a … Continue reading Footy Chair

Dooley Rumble: Grumble

It’s what I’m good at and this week have done more than my fair share. Buying some light shades on the internet ( I can almost hear you saying it serves you right ) and here they are. Climbing the ladder to fit them to the light I discover that they don’t fit. Shade frame too big to fit the light fitting fixture, I’ll soon fix that. There’s one of those gizmos that make it wider so it will fit on one of my other lights, conveniently forgetting that when I take that off, the old light will be unfit … Continue reading Dooley Rumble: Grumble

Some useless phrases: tell me about it?

Well there’s one to start with: “Tell me about it!” There I was commenting on the inclement weather just the other day to huge shopkeeper: I said by way of greeting: “What a cold day it is today”…”Tell me about it?” he answers. ” I just did ” I replied. “Going forward”. There’s another phrase put in when they mean in the future. ” We’ll be making big changes going forward” is the call, when they mean “in future”. Going forward sounds like you might have a choice. Unless I’m sadly mistaken none of us can go backwards in time, … Continue reading Some useless phrases: tell me about it?

Singing in a landscape

Out for the day in the Cotswolds with my chum Mr Burton. He’s a keen folksinger and comes to it a little later in life. His voice now carefully modulated and resonant. Going out for a walk in the bright Cotswold countryside we both marvelled at our skills on choosing the right day ( unbroken sunshine ), the brilliant countryside we had the privilege of walking  through via the ‘right to roam’ that we have in this country, and Robin’s expert route finding that took in two excellent pubs and a tea room to finish. Apart from a gaggle of … Continue reading Singing in a landscape