Again
Your Humble Scribe usually takes a stroll into Babylon-Lite of a Sunday, to up his Fitbit step count and to get a bit of fresh air, and also to see what delicacies might be going cheap at the Co-Op, and (so many ands!) to get the Sunday edition of the MEN. Manchester Evening News for the unenlightened.
EXCEPT NOT! I arrived a good hour earlier than normal and all the papers had been tidied away. Grrrrrr!
Which isn't exciting enough to generate a clickbaity picture, so let's have a pulp sci-fi cover instead. Art!
Don't ask me to match picture to story; it could apply to any or all of them. I bet the lantern-jawed WASP hero is just out of shot, wielding a ray-gun, all ready to jump in and slay the dragon. Probably just waiting until madame's clothing gets a bit ripped, the perv.
ANYWAY let the recollections begin.
2020
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2020/08/hooray.html
2019
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2019/08/go-tell-it.html
2018
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2018/08/your-curmudgeon-is-here.html
2017
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2017/08/the-future-is-fright.html
2016
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2016/08/how-to-rate-your-mad-scientist-minion.html
2015
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2015/08/its-edward-lear-with-gear.html
2014
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2014/08/i-know-its-late.html
2013
https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2013/08/noise-heat-flies.html
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