A new, 4-part story, CLOTTED CRIME, starts on Monday. Part 1 is called “Brassic”. In 88 pages (plus 3 more covers) we should know if I got this one right. This cover image is by Julia Madrigal (GIANT DAYS, LUMBERJANES etc), commissioned thanks to the support of my Patreon subscribers. Check out her wonderful cartooning on Instagram.
1 - Brassic
Ho ho, the ole switcheroo! Thank goodness for the Women’s Institute. If you’re not from the UK, “jammy” is another way of saying “lucky”.
Maggie has really softened up Mrs Clovis. Mrs C. doesn’t let people in easily, but she’s truly taken the town’s most painted jezebel to her heart.
At last, a glimpse of Mrs Clovis’ secret heart. A treat we can all enjoy. I suppose Clotted Crime is to Guernseyman as Midsummer Murders is to Bergerac. Here’s a closer look at those DVDs. Cool to see that Peter Jurasik was a featured player in Guernseyman from series 3 on. He gets star billing for the movie, as is richly deserved by one of the great underrated character actors of his day.
Our attention turns to Bilinda Baker, who continues to develop a healthy and respectful relationship with Magus Tom Pendennis. He’s on particularly coquettish form this evening.
In Christmas With Clovis we established that Pixy Garage is somewhere you should never visit. The arcade game that the proprietor (probably called “Les”) is leaning against is called Space Junk (1986) and its attract mode features a garbled digitised voice saying “WATCH WHO YOU’RE CALLING SPACE JUNK, METEOR MOUTH” every 90 seconds.
I think that could be Big Ken (proprietor of Ken’s Arcade), who Brian (it has been established) can lift both greased, and ungreased. I never established whether Ken or Brian was greased. You may be asking yourself, exactly how many terrifying bearded men are there in Tredregyn? The supply may be inexhaustible.
I’m not sure that a true child of chaos like Maggie should be allowed to use Indesign, no matter how good her intentions may be. Imagine the wayward kerning, loose tracking and playful application of Comic Sans and Fette Fraktur in juxtaposition. Shagrat are a real Cornish band.
Through this story we’ll explore the war between nature and nurture in former Satanist, Maggie Warren. The winner here… was nuture. Or was it nuture in the service of nature? Either way, she gave Billie some suspect advice that I am sure will cause no problems whatsoever..