This storyline appears to be a bit grim, but it’s not really, I promise. I have an entire Sandy plotline mapped out with a happy ending all lined up, but it’s going to take three years for it to all happen, and we’re halfway through year two.
Tag / Smith
Misplaced Loyalty
I’m using an inferior Bristol Board at the moment – the italic fountain pen I use for lettering has taken against it. So apologies for the spidery lettering in the next twenty strips or so. I’ll be back to the decent stuff from Daler-Rowney as soon as I locate some more.
The Find My Master Game
Shake
Rescue dog
Soggy doggy
Duck!
What?!?
Flappy thing!
Bowled over
There may not be a golf course in the real park, but there’s definitely a bowling green. Lawn bowls is sort of like curling on grass. A small ball (the jack) is chucked from one end of the green to the other, and then two people or teams compete to bowl their bowls as close to the jack as possible. The bowls are weighted on one side, so its possible for the bowls to take a curved path around obstacles in order to find the jack.
Its a slow but hypnotic game, perfect for a summer afternoon. I’ve never played, I don’t think I’m nearly old enough to be able to do that in any seriousness, but I love sitting on a park bench next to the green watching a game slowly unfold.