Monday, 13 February 2012
Without any prompting or encouragement or coaching from me, Iggy did his first ever comic strip while we were on holidays in Byron. This strip tells the story of me (the spikey headed dude) standing a bit too close to a bomb monster. As it turns out the bomb monster explodes, but luckily I escape exiting page left (you can see a few lines from where I made the dash). Now I don't know about you, but in my opinion this comic makes a lot more sense than Fred Bassett. I think I actually hate that dog.