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Beau Peep Notice Board => Outpourings => Topic started by: Diane CBPFC on August 17, 2024, 02:43:50 AM
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How is everyone doing?
I've been hours each week watering my garden due to drought - water from a pond the beavers kindly filled for me. I've been playing Pokémon like an addict and hanging out with all sorts of people I would not normally meet, and I went camping on my own in my vintage camper. Hubby supports my camping i.e. he put a solar panel and back-up camera on it but hates camping himself.
Cute story - people are interested in my old camper van, one site the little girl in the next site who was playing lawn croquet with her family said hello to me as I set up, then she asked "if we become friends can I sleep on the top part" lol I was mostly on a visiting my relatives loop so had a nice time.
Thinking about fall, gathering in stuff and no kidding there are Christmas items in the stores already!
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Where I live, Diane, we're still waiting for summer to start and I ain't optimistic. In June, July and August---at some stage---we've put our central heating on. I don't recall anything like that in previous years.
Lovely story about the little girl at the campsite. It sounds as though you've had a very nice summer. Cute kids AND sunshine!
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In the intervening years since my last appearance on here, I have relocated to Peterhead in Aberdeenshire. It can often be sunny, but the low air temperature and incessant stiff breeze mean that, even on nice days, you usually need a jacket to hand.
To echo Roger, it has been particularly bad this year.
I feel your husband and I are kindred spirits Diane. My wife and kids are camping enthusiasts. I usually help them pack the car, dish out hugs and best wishes as they prepare to depart, and then go back in the house to enjoy sole use of the remote control and my own bed.
I'm blaming a troublesome back and canvas-related claustrophobia, but I think I've just become a grumpy old man...
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Welcome back Zesty White!
Sorry that you both have had chilly summers, maybe you will get a week or two warm weather yet when it turns to autumn and the world tilts again.
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Yes, welcome back, Zesty! And welcome to the "grumpy old man with a troublesome back" club!
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As the years go by more and more flowers show up in my veggie beds. The poor onions started flowering to compete for my attention.
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Another lovely photo, Diane. I don't recognise the background. Oh, wait---it's blue sky!
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Those Lemon Queen sunflowers must be 10+ feet tall - I feel like a little fairy creature walking between them. Amazing to me that they were just seeds only 3 months ago.
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I only found out yesterday that Andy Capp has a son. He kept that quiet.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buster_Capp
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Yes, he was created for a children's comic. I seem to recall that Reg Smythe wasn't happy about it. The "son" was never mentioned in the newspaper strip.
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Yes, he was created for a children's comic. I seem to recall that Reg Smythe wasn't happy about it. The "son" was never mentioned in the newspaper strip.
I wondered if perhaps he was illegitimate and never spoken of due to the shame.
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Yes, he was created for a children's comic. I seem to recall that Reg Smythe wasn't happy about it. The "son" was never mentioned in the newspaper strip.
I wondered if perhaps he was illegitimate and never spoken of due to the shame.
Andy Capp felt shame? lol
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'Buster' was the comic, as well as the name of the son who fronted the whole thing.
But he didn't only have a son, he had a WORM (also in Buster comic), drawn by some geezer I've never heard of before...
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When was that written Tarqs? Good drawings, cute little capped worm but the language seems 1940s?
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That's how we all speak over here...
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So proper.
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When was that written Tarqs? Good drawings, cute little capped worm but the language seems 1940s?
It's a good question, Diane (and apologies for the delay in trying to answer it). This page was drawn at some point in the mid 80s. I wasn't around much in the 40s. BUT, the scripts were sent to me in the form of photo-copies of an earlier published comic strip about a worm which I had to simply redraw in my own style and put a cap on my worm. The speech bubbles were then added by the publishers directly onto my artwork once it arrived down in London by pigeon post. I never actually read the stories when they were in print, unless they were stories I'd written (to check if they'd changed my words), so they may well have just used the same speech that was used in the original strip that was sent to me... which may or may not have been published in the 40s.
I should add that this was the only time I ever worked like this, and it was relatively 'easy money' while it lasted. Normally, the scripts were either written by professional scriptwriters or I did them myself. I have never really enjoyed writing, but affords me the advantage of never being asked to draw things I hate drawing, or that just aren't funny (and substitute quantity for quality). Of course, it goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway - those are problems I never encountered when I had the all too rare pleasure of working with Roger.
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Thank you, kind sir. The pleasure was all mine.
A couple of weeks ago, I was scanning the away support to see if I could spot you among the sobbing St. Johnstone fans---but to no avail. By the way, I thought your team were by far the better side in the first half and the 2-0 score-line was harsh. Not that I'm complaining...
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Whoops - don’t know how I missed this. Sorry!
I did my sobbing in the shadows of the back row next to an exit in The Shed (a new experience, and not one I cherish) to the left of the goal, Roger. But I was definitely there, with my 10-year-old grandson, who had only had a couple of sobbing years alongside my six decades.
I was pleased for you…and talked about May 17th, 2014 all the way home. 😁
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Touche!