Look, I’ve put words and pictures together as a comic!

I went out on Sunday to do some more sketches from the area, but the park I was headed to was closed (thanks a bunch, local council) so I ended up sitting in the graveyard with my watercolours, totally paranoid that I was going to get locked in because it was getting late. Eventually, my bladder won out, and I returned home.

Just as I was crossing the last road before my house, I saw a bottle of malibu lying next to the path and bent down to pick it up… and then the above happened. I’m not sure how I feel about comics. I came to the conclusion recently that if I tried to write them I would go insane, so I’m quite surprised this popped out when I sat down to draw.