You may remember some excellent poetry recently shown on this blog written by mothball and string collector, John Curtis.Not only is this a wordsmith known all around the world, especially by the police, but he is also an excellent cartoon (ist).
We are proud to show you some of his work, drawn in the style of the late Don Martin especially for Cotswold Bookstore.Clicking on the image enlarges it but if you still can't quite get the joke, come into the shop and see the originals on the wall behind the counter.
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And they said Da Vinci knew how to knock out a cartoon ! This boy could fill his tights any day...
ReplyDeleteNo, don't mock the afflicted.
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That's all very well but have you seen his design for 'The Curtis donkey powered sink plunger'? As an inventor, he's not a patch on Da Vinci. He should stick to cartoons. Ideally with super-glue.
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I left the epee AND Cyrano, my teddy, in the shop.
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Oh, I liked the cartoons - The man's a genie.
The epee has been claimed, I'm afraid, so you've been foiled.
DeleteAs to the Teddy, he actually belongs to Johnathan Stingers, famous for his role as a detective on an off-shore tax haven. As proof - the Ted's full name is Cyrano de Begerac.
Why dont you clear the place up ? Books everywhere !
ReplyDeleteI suppose you're trying to attract "literary" types...
Well, I DONT appreciate my tea and biscuits being interrupted by bookish chatter. The only sensible thing you appear to have done is to give this fine young cartoonist a chance.
Young? His was the original design for Micky Mouse!
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DeleteSorry about that. Too many swear words. They had to go.
DeleteThis afternoon imagine my surprise when, idly perusing your blog and being rather taken with the witty and cleverly drawn cartoons, I realised with a thrill that the bookseller in the one about the picky antiquarian is none other than my lost great-uncle, Luigi 'The Razor' Tagliatelli. When I was a boy he sold ice-cream from a cart on the seafront at Brighton in the late '40s and was quite a character. He disappeared after being taken for a ride by some old friends who had looked him up. Apart from the empty cement sack we never saw him again.
ReplyDeleteYou will forgive me for tresspassing on your time but I just HAD to pass on this rather serendipitous morsel after seeing the previous correspondence regarding Luigi Tagliatelle - the subject a quite remarkably witty cartoon - My late husband, Henry, was a great friend of Luigi until the misunderstanding of my broken stays (Hurriedly cut with a razor, according to Henry - Quite untrue but he was an unbelievably jealous man). It appears that Luigi belonged to a club called Cosy Nostrils. I always found this amusing and imagined them knitting each other warm, wooly nose-guards for the harsh Sicilian winters. Luigi was a great friend of a Count Moriarty, a titled person of our acquaintance. I hope this little anecdote has amused and diverted you as much as it always has me. I must close now as the nurse is coming.
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