I finished my thesis, and to prove it here is an allegorical representation of that momentous achievement:
when tactics and skill fails it is time for machine guns says I
By way of explanation I might add that the wee boy who is thrashing me round the ring is a character called Diamond from a George MacDonald book called At the Back of the North Wind. As for the girl, well, you shouldn’t need any help what with the stockings.
Now you can expect many more delightful comics from me, as well as poorly knitted scarves, because I have no job. It is not a good time to be a graduate, especially one who specialises in Derridean criticism of nineteenth century children’s fantasy literature, to the exclusion of practically all else.
EDIT: Chap figured out how to make it so that you can click on the comic and it opens up bigger. So you can, y’know, read it. Then he tried to tell me how to do it for future reference but I refused to listen to him. It was an HTML thing, and I don’t like those.
