Jason knows that ghosts and monsters appear only at midnight and want to follow the tradition. I like his attention to details. Just sorry for Maggie, that’s really creepy. By the way, Penrose…wow.. just wow!
My first thought was that he was deliberately going for his old bedroom, but rereading the page, it looks like he may have just wanted to get in, and when he couldn’t open the front door, the next way in he saw was that window. I guess we’ll find out.
I personally like that John’s stories tend to leave some questions unresolved. It’s a comforting reassurance that there will be more stories in the future.
The verboten phrase is merely a term of art used in the pornography trade. I was once a purveyor of pornography and it has colored my appreciation of pulchritude ever since. Also, I am currently reading Hercule Poirot and the moustaches on the magazine cover were quite eye catching!
I excuse my use of the phrase with the fact that Tom deserves it because he is a sleazy creep.
Who comes out of their grave in a dark and lonely sea?
Jason! Jason!
Who leaps through your window and almost makes you pee?
Jason! Jason!
Who is never ever going to sea?
Maggie! Maggie!
The last time Rev. Penrose leaped in to save Maggie, she WAS screaming, but he got bollocked for doing it anyway.
Given the Rev’s state of undress, it’s quite possible Maggie may end up thinking of an entirely different kind of bollocking.
Well, at least we now know who lives in a pineapple under the sea.
Something that’s going to get cleft in twain by the Reverend, probably.
CLEFT IN TWAIIIIIINNNNN. I know that’s the joke you were already making, but it had to be said.
Who rides on a motorbike under the sea?
Cu-rate Ja-son
I haven’t watched LoofahLuke TrapeziumTrousers in aaaages
You mean Wooldoor Sockbat?
Dang, pretty agile for a horrible mockery of undeath pulled from the depths of the seas.
But enough about Spongebob.
Abom’nable, wretched, yet nimble is he
I know there is a reason that one cannot upvote a response more than once but sometimes it’s tough on me.
This time, David should figure out pretty quickly the Jason’s actually there, and not just in his mind. I hope.
Poor kid forgot his keys.
Maggie has form with her gentleman callers using the window.
Jason knows that ghosts and monsters appear only at midnight and want to follow the tradition. I like his attention to details. Just sorry for Maggie, that’s really creepy. By the way, Penrose…wow.. just wow!
Jason does a face plant, and so does the houseplant.
Does he intend to sup-plant Maggie in the Old Rectory?
Well, at least Jason’s cross is right side up.
Good Point!
I’m going to guess that Jason’s not wholly aware that he’s not quite alive and much has changed since he was dragged underwater?
of course maggie watches spongebob in a onesie. genius
Aww, he just wants to go back to his old bedroom .
Also, I like the time display in the windows in panel 1!
My first thought was that he was deliberately going for his old bedroom, but rereading the page, it looks like he may have just wanted to get in, and when he couldn’t open the front door, the next way in he saw was that window. I guess we’ll find out.
Well, at least she’s not using Sex Magick as a ***** ***.
I can’t watch those Attenborough documentaries on a small screen like that. They just DEMAND the big screen treatment
Ah, the Flovorr episode of spongebob. A classic!
With so much up in the air how can we be just 4 pages from the end? How?!
My same thought exactly!
I’m pretty sure things won’t be entirely resolved at the end of this story. We’ll just have to wait for more Steeple, whenever we get it.
I personally like that John’s stories tend to leave some questions unresolved. It’s a comforting reassurance that there will be more stories in the future.
I think we have been presented with the opening salvos of an arduous struggle.
That was indeed my first thought. Shame on us.
I’m not ashamed. Perhaps I should be, but I’m not.
The verboten phrase is merely a term of art used in the pornography trade. I was once a purveyor of pornography and it has colored my appreciation of pulchritude ever since. Also, I am currently reading Hercule Poirot and the moustaches on the magazine cover were quite eye catching!
I excuse my use of the phrase with the fact that Tom deserves it because he is a sleazy creep.
Let us pause and give thanks for that marvellous “11:59 PM”.
Indeed. Comics lettering play worthy of Will Eisner’s The Spirit or Alan Moore’s Watchmen.
I kind of want to build a clock like that now. I still won’t know what time it is, but anyone in front of my home will.
I’m glad there’s that “Pm” window. The way British people talk about their weather, one could think it’s a noonday sky outside.
Who comes out of their grave in a dark and lonely sea?
Jason! Jason!
Who leaps through your window and almost makes you pee?
Jason! Jason!
Who is never ever going to sea?
Maggie! Maggie!
Is that documentary on sponges based on the work of Lady Ludovica of Tiger, Tiger?
Not pron. If she had that jumpsuit unzipped we’d see it. Quite a bit of it.
Rattle-rattle is such an Achewood reference
The next two page titles are looking unusually clear.
“My daddy?” – Maggie, shocked, on learning who it was that conjured Jason from the netherworld.
“Oh, just jump, lad!” – Bob Warren, impatient, when Jason begs to be released from his evil spell and return to the depths.
However, I’m convinced that the actual pages will be… something completely different.