Megge

Only for me to be born on the English South Coast, completely unable to cope whenever the weather goes above 20 degrees and it's going to hit 40 tomorrow.

A short comic about wishing you could give your friends what they want.

I often find myself wishing I could give my trans friends my facial hair or small chest, I dont care either way about those things - but they would make a world of difference to those people.

This is a nonpolitical sheep because I would lose my job otherwise if I said what I thought about the riots on social media

Anyway non of them have me on tumblr!

On holiday and just been to see a movie, feeling like I should maybe try and be creative again. But nothing happens, I just feel tired deep down.

It's been burned out of me.

More head studies

Did a pigs head study, full version under the cut.

"America the brave" no longer

One hundred years ago this year- Togo, aged 12, ran 674 miles to deliver a life saving diphtheria serum to Nome.

He ran through white outs, thawing lakes and impossible odds. He was never recognised for this, because Balto ran the final 50 miles and crossed the line first. Togo was finally recognised for his efforts in 2001, 76 years too late.

Fun little meme redraw with one of my pals

I made him a naturalsona for this, a parson russell x fallow deer :3

I'm travelling to london for a gig and on the boat there was a lady struggling with her bags. Huge suitcases. People were tutting and complaining "it's always them" (black people) but there were 0 complaints about the old white lady who was also slowing people down.

I barged past the boomer couple trying to squeeze her into the side of the jetty and asked her if she needed help with her bags. She looked scared for a moment and then immediately thanked me. I carried the biggest bag onto the ferry. I waited for her when we got off and carried her bags to where she needed to get to.

I missed my train doing this. Her son was struggling with his suitcase and fell over. So what did I do? Picked up his bag and raced him to where his mum was waiting.

I got on the next available train, she did too. Turns out she got lost and this train was hers too. She told me she came here for work but with the rising cost of living, she can't afford to give her son a good life here. He's going home to Kenya while she scrapes together more money. That's why she has so many bags, they're all his things.

I realised she was initially worried about me storming over to her because im wearing my old Falklands war jacket. It has the flag on the arm. She just saw someone with the union jack after being judged so harshly and assumed the worst.

She's wearing her flag on her wrist, mine is on my arm. She's a good mother who's doing her best in a country that's increasingly turning on it's own people and immigrants.

We're sat together on this train.

I wish she wasn't on this train. I wish the flag on my arm didn't scare her. I wish England was a better place for everyone.

Large husband

I wanna be a COWBOY baby