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.

Milo's Fire Dragon

You know where people go wrong with dragons? They draw their necks too skinny. Next time you see any reptile have a good look at its neck. There is no neck man, there's only girth. A big thick chuck of meat and bone that feeds into comically small arms or front legs or big membraneous wings. Milo knows this, that's why his fire dragon is kicking your ass in the head!