If you weren’t there, you missed it and if you were there you probably don’t remember it, but Saturday night was the night we celebrated a year of London Underground Comics by hiring out a whole pub* and disrupting any attempts at drawing a 24 Hour Comic**.
I ended up with the usual battery of cartoonists on my couches come nightfall, and it’ll probably take me weeks to hoover up the debris… I don’t think I met anyone who wasn’t having fun, which means that yet again I managed to talk only to the right people.
I have a million emails to respond to and five years of work to get through this week, so I’m going to leave you with a couple of sketches to gawp at, from a tea, cakes and drawing session at hostess supreme Karrie F’s house.
grey colouring by Sean Azzo - although my scanner seems unable to pick up the lightest shades
* A number of 'random punters' showed up, and were shown the door after failing to answer basic comics-related questions posed by the barman.
** Many were started, none were finished. Shame – they were probably among the best being attempted around the world.