The greasy pole…

It’s tough at the top, or so I’m told. At the start of my career ( yeright! ) I thought that I’d be climbing the greasy pole and looking for career advancement. I ended up drawing for a living, 30 years of that exclusively freelance, and then had a career change some 11 years ago. I became an executive! I wore a tie ( a friend suggested that this was probably around my waist to keep my trousers up ) and was called an account manager. Who were they kidding, calling me that! I know it’s sales, but so be … Continue reading The greasy pole…

Invisible from here.

I’ve found a way of disappearing almost completely from sight. I live in the centre of a reasonably large town and like to shop in the town without making my arms any longer than they need be by carrying heavy bags. So I bought a shopping bag on wheels. All of a sudden I’ve become completely invisible, that’s me on the left of the drawing. Not there? Yes I am but your not looking at me. You ‘re looking at the shopping trolley and thinking this is some old geezer who I will not bother giving my flyers to, I’ll … Continue reading Invisible from here.

Kesselling…I think.

. Another very early blog from the archive, short but sweet. When a sheep falls over it might, if it falls on its back, have trouble getting up again unaided. If my memory serves me right, the term for this condition is kesselling. It’s probably a term that originates in Yorkshire. I have absolutely no proof whatsoever that the term exists.This little person is in danger of kesselling, if perchance she does fall on her back then she may well need parental help in uprighting herself. Kesselring was an entirely different name, as I recall he was a top German general … Continue reading Kesselling…I think.