Well, there you go. I expect regular readers would have guessed the pun before even reaching the end of panel one.
This is exciting, because it turns out that the Newt Rhino is extremely abundant, possibly the most abundant animal there is. However, they are elusive and scientists can’t even agree about their mass yet.
I’m hoping to find out even more at a University of Oxford seminar next week by Dr. Antonin Vacheret. The title is “Neutrino, the invisible messenger” – I wonder if they’ve spotted their spelling mistake.
Here’s a doodle I made to go on a poster for a forthcoming concert. We’ll be raising money for Save the Rhino International (again.) The amount of rhino poaching is still increasing — the rhinos may be doomed simply because of an erroneous belief in the healing properties of their horns.
I don’t know if you’ve ever heard this sound yourself? I imagine it is the sound of civilisation rushing in to fill the abhorred vacuum where the magic used to be.
I was taught never to talk to strangers. I stick to this maxim still.
This is a true story. Mustn’t grumble however – it didn’t rain at all, so the sewage didn’t get any deeper.
Our house is begining to resemble a jungle, though most jungle isn’t, I imagine, in pots and plastic bags.
Karen said “I’ve never germinated anything in a plastic bag before — have you?”
I replied “only forgotten peanut butter sandwiches.”
Of course this isn’t a comic, and it’s only funny in the “funny peculiar” sense where I’ve perpetrated the grosser inaccuracies. However, I’m posting because I went to a fabulous portrait drawing day on Saturday, organised by the Julia Kay Portrait Party (no relation) – an international group dedicated to drawing portraits of each other. Meanwhile I’ve added some more of my portraits to my flickr stream at http://www.flickr.com/photos/26954663@N03/.
STOP PRESS: I seem to be in the party, though I’m not yet a member. Tee Hee.
More capers from Cornwall. Karen pointed out that she helped.
See also this comic.
As it says, we were in Cornwall last week. Picturesque, but food either uninspiring or over-priced.
c.f. this diary entry.
