We’ve entered the season of snuffles and snorts. Encounters with spluttering humans are on the rise.
It’s not so bad if I can see them, but if they’re behind me, my imagination goes into overdrive.
Inevitably, I feel compelled to switch seats—and then make a quick trip to the department of tropical diseases, for decontamination.
Below: from the New Yorker, 2019. Buy this cartoon.
More Visits to the Doc’s
Kitchen stuff in Air Mail... Buy this cartoon.
Embarrassing complaints in the New Statesman…
A silly one from my sketchbook…
Something Cool
This week, I wish to recommend: Brian Hagger (1935—2006), “a painter of urban scenes,” in London, and elsewhere.
Brian’s daughter, Rowena, runs a Twitter account that regularly posts his work, which is how I stumbled on it.
Thanks, as ever, for your eyeballs!