Thursday, June 4, 2015

Look who's back...

Oh dear... um... it's been a little while, hasn't it? Ahem, four itsy-bitsy, teeny tiny, YEARS to be precise. Well, this is awkward, hm? What can I say? Any chance we can put this down to a blip? A missed stitch in the fabric of time....? Perhaps one buried in a hidden pocket of a barely worn suit...?! Next to a fluffy Murray Mint, a coin for some distant land you've never been to, and a receipt for Hemorrhoid cream (clearly you've nicked someone else's suit, you monster!) No? Ah well... I guess an explanation it is then.

When I last signed off, I had no intention of leaving this blog doing its' own thing. I thought I'd just patted it fondly on its' head, with a cheery 'Run along now, Kiddo', and popped out for milk. Things just got kind of busy...

So, I when I THOUGHT I'd merely popped out for milk, I kind of, sort of, ended up having a baby and leaving the country instead! Big oops!

Whilst in Deutschland (for this is where I ended up) I met a fair amount of fabulous people. See Nikki's amazetastic blog for one. I also attempted to play 'Mummy' (it's a game a bit like Tamagotchi, but it turns out you ACTUALLY have to feed a kid- CRA-A-ZY!) Good times were had. However, eventually wishing people a 'Gute Fahrt' grew old. Oh, I'm just joshing with you, that'll NEVER get old! Well, alright then,  you know what really happened? It was the darnedest thing. One day, in Germany, I went out to buy milk...

So I left THAT country behind (careless) and had ANOTHER baby (ill-advised. Do you know how much feeding these things need??? And they totally NEVER power up either!!!) And, now, some time later, I stand before you, yes, it's true, quite a different person. A person who's long forgotten what sleep is, or what it is to know that the voice inside your head IS the voice inside your head... and not the voice outside your head which FEELS like the voice inside your head... if the voice inside your head only ever liked Power rangers... and yogurt... and POWER RANGERS!

Whilst away, I had some lovely messages over the months asking how I was... not all from debt collectors and Nigerian princes. I was really touched. Although, it took me a good 15 mins to remember where I could find the 'create new post' button, and even longer to try and beat my brain into shape to write this, I'm happy to be back. Pleased to pat my blog on its head and tell it how much it's grown. Mostly, I'm extremely grateful to be back drawing... and that you seem to have returned to have a read, after all this time.

Friday, September 9, 2011

And now for something completely different...

As promised, I bring you, 'The Baby.' This is spec work I'm doing for a potential, and yet un-announced project. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

It'll be back to the animal kingdom next week though. Am thinking... oooh, knitting elephants, perhaps???

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Never work when you're tired...

I've been wondering all day why the image I've been working on doesn't look crisp- turns out I've somehow been working on it at a low resolution. Doh!

Ach well, good job it's just a bit of an experiment... I think I might officially pop my brain to bed for the night.

Monday, September 5, 2011

One of those weeks.

I don't know what I did to the universe last week, but it clearly decided I deserved a bit of a slap upside the head.

It all started with a bush of suspicious being. I believe this bush has been lurking in a sinister fashion at the bottom of our garden for years. However, since we only moved in in May, I have no proof. It could very well have sidled in through the back gate last week. To be honest, I wouldn't put it past it. It's sneaky. So sneaky, it's actually hiding behind another altogether more friendly bush of similar description. I wouldn't have known it was there, save for the fact that last time I was in the garden it smirked and rubbed its' branches together smugly. Oh yes! It knows what it's doing!

And, not content with tarnishing the good name of our garden, it appears world domination is its' principle aim. Its spikey little tendrils have begun to straddle the neighbours wall. It leers down at nextdoors' children. It's a bad, bad bush, I tell you.

Anyway, it turns out that this bush, a Yew Bush, is highly dangerous (incase you were preparing to ignore my warnings and give it the benefit of the doubt). Indeed, it's one of the few plants that can kill in the UK. Whilst I'm sure a daisy with a rifle might be scary, the lack of trigger finger means we can all sleep easy. It turns out that THIS bush can fell an army of horses without even trying. Cue abject panic on my behalf. Dogs, the neighbours kids and this bush should NOT hang out together. Anyway, after a long. thorough and stressful investigation; involving kids, dogs, and the odd passing cat being told to, 'stand back, there's nothing to see here.' And a very firm talking to from yours truly, it's sworn to me that it's only the seeds of its' berries which are truly a problem... and it'll keep those pretty much to itself. Phew! Thank goodness.

However, the latter part of the week was fairly desimated by; a large computer virus, a follow-up spat between said computer and my scanner, a dismal grinding sound coming from the washing machine (probably feeling mal-treated- Liam's socks HAVE been particularly volatile the last couple of weeks!) a telephone line that decided to give everyone the silent treatment, AND the ongoing saga of my rogue estate agent (yes I WILL name and shame- Kelway Law, you ARE absolute PANTS)

So, this post (and this picture) is slightly later in getting to you than I planned, but touch wood (or perhaps not, in light of previous paragraphs...) all SEEMS to be well now. Although, I couldn't be sure, but I THINK I hear a deep, leafy-sounding, laughter coming from out the back door...!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

*insert some kind of lion pun in here* A Roaring Great Post, perhaps?

I forgot to put my lion character sheet up, alongside the colour piece yesterday. Not surprising, since we are talking about a day during which I managed to burn my tummy with the steam from a microwave meal. THAT is the level of success I expected from yesterday.

Not to worry, mind; I shall post today, kindly ask you to view both posts together, forget what you've just read... and NO ONE shall be any the wiser!!! (Not quite sure about the punctuation there. Feel free to re-assemble that sentence as you see fit!)

Have also (for your enjoyment only) stuck a fox up a tree... TWICE, no less!!! Mainly because I haven't quite finished the image yet, and I'm not sure which I prefer.

I thank you. Good day!

Monday, August 29, 2011


... I finally remembered that idea. Turns out it wasn't GENIUS!!!

... But it might still be useful... *strokes chin, thoughtfully*

Sunday, August 28, 2011

A dog day afternoon...

... well, morning, actually. It's 5.28am to be precise. And I can't sleep. I have one, single, stuffy nostril, and it's ruined the flow of my, 'Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's'. Currently they're more, 'Zzz-insert noise like a balloon being deflated beneath a medium tog duvet-zzz.' I'm sure you can appreciate the difficulty.

And, to top it off, I've just remembered I had an idea for a story the other day, which was absolute GENIUS!!! I know it was GENIUS!!! because I now can't remember for the life of me what the jiggins it was! I have an empty little gap in my brain, be-decked by red, velvet curtains, which still echoes with the cheers of close-to brain cells. Honestly, I do. If only I could remember that idea, you'd all be gobsmacked- GOBSMACKED, I tell you...

... But I just... can't... remember...

Anyway, that's pretty much sealed the deal on sleep. So...

... here's Jam instead.