So after being absent for several weeks due to moving house, starting a new job and, more troublingly, become hopelessly addicted to The Last Of Us on the PS3, I have returned with another comic based on a recent event in my, mostly dull, life. I hope you enjoyed it…actually I don’t really care either way, but it sounds nicer if I pretend I do.
Another diary entry from my recent holiday in Paris…
I am still somewhat confused as to how necessary the Disco Bus is in the eyes of the French population. The web address on the bus is actually correct though, so if I could speak French maybe I’d be able to find out. Curse my ignorance!
Here’s the second, slightly delayed, part of my ‘Paris Diaries’. This is officially the first time since starting this blog that I didn’t post on a Monday. I guess this is either a sign that I’ve had a particularly busy week or that ordinarily my life is utterly devoid of anything that might keep me away from my pc for more than ten minutes at a time.
I set myself the task of producing a concise, three panel comic this week – instead the slightly more longwinded, meandering ones I often do. This is the result…
This week’s comic is one of those entries which I initially expected to be two panels, but which then ended up ballooning in size once I started it. I’m not sure whether it’s improved by being longer or not, but you should read it anyway.
Here is my latest offering, one which will probably change your life…provided your life is utterly devoid of anything even remotely interesting, otherwise it probably won’t change your life…unless you happen to have an aneurysm whilst reading it.