The Sun on Sunday

The Sun on Sunday

The Sun on Sunday

The Sun on Sunday

So, here is what I do between naps: drawings with jokes in them. This page features a smorgasbord of published work from the wonderful world of British print media and occasionally from beyond the pond.


I was born in Berkshire at the very beginning of the swinging sixties and therefore missed all the swinging by being at school... and by being in Berkshire. Cartooning is what I always wanted to do for a living. Even back in childhood when all the other boys wanted to be George Best, astronauts and Great Train Robbers, I wanted to be a gag cartoonist. Personally, I blame the late, great Roland Fiddy whose cartoons I grew up with in the otherwise horrendously educational Look & Learn Magazine. By the age of seven I had decided that was exactly what I wanted to do. Blessed with generous parents, I was hurriedly furnished with some safety crayons and How to be a Cartoonist by Walter T Foster which I studied thoroughly despite it being about 30 years out of date.


Cartooning, I learned, required a lot of smoking, wearing very baggy trousers, a shirt with elasticated bands holding up the sleeves and (for some unexplained reason) a peaked green eyeshade. It was also essential to put your work in a massive envelope and truck down the road to the nearest US-style mailbox. Thus enlightened, I quickly went on to achieve very little.


A mere thirty years later I finally sold my first cartoon to a national publication: a joke about BSE to Private Eye. This was a revelation! At last, I was old enough for my sense of humour to be taken seriously! It only took another couple of years to earn enough from drawing to pay the rent and give up the day job. These wilderness years, spent scraping a living on the fringes of the creative world, I now realise were an essential part of my cartooning apprenticeship. Without this vast reservoir of angst, frustration and misery I might not have become the highly motivated, twisted cynic I am today.


The message to aspiring, talented young cartoonists is clear: Sod off! It took me ages to get here and the last thing I want is competition from you lot.

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