I know what you’re going to say so let me get my excuses out the way first.
Some time ago, in some post or re-post by Chris, I was given the task of trying to draw Craig Charles’ lovely viso/volto on an egg. How did this come about? Who can remember. I decided that now, on the last day of the month, was the time to act.
Perhaps the time wasn’t the best though. The actual time as in half past ten at night. I stupidly didn’t take the egg out of the fridge so that it could acclimatise to the temperature in the living room. It was an ice cold egg in a mostly tepid part of the flat. So, with pen in hand, I watched in horror as many efforts turned into one big fish face smudge fest.
The poor lad looks like fetid potato. Do you remember ‘Biker Mice from Mars’? Kind of like the main villain, Lawrence Limburger.
I have socially soiled myself so I’m going to wince away solemnly…
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For now, the only comment I’m going to make is that I don’t remember Biker Mice from Mars.
Did you ever look up from your maps when you were a kid to check what was on the television?
No, but I remember hearing a lot of fuss and noise about things like Thundercats and Byker Grove. I tried to ignore it.
Best to avoid that pop culture noise mate. I mean look where it’s gotten me? Here of all places. At least you remember Ovide.
I do. I remember that, and the Raggy Dolls. But none of them were bikers or mice or from Mars. And I’m sorry, but I think that’s a good thing.
You mean you don’t remember Raggy Dolls from Mars, the edgy reboot from the late 90’s that killed off most of the main cast and left Sad Sack and Claude floating in space only to return as cyborgs? Revenge Cyborgs?
Revenge Sideboard Cyborgs with Sideburns? No, I don’t remember that. As a kid I’d have turned that off. It sounds like a lot to deal with and I didn’t need that sort of hassle in my life.
Kids need bright colours and loud music to keep their attention. The screaming death metal soundtrack really set the scene, so did the rapid flashing images.