#gerti

DOUGLAS: Could you, for instance, get a hundred otters on board Gerti?

MARTIN: Yes, I reckon you could.

DOUGLAS: And is it a jam-packed RSPCA-nightmare of a plane, or are the otters lounging in relative comfort?

MARTIN: Well, OK, there’s, er, there’s sixteen seats, so, say, two to a seat.

DOUGLAS: They’re good friends, these otters?

MARTIN: Let’s hope so. Then one in each overhead compartment ...

DOUGLAS: Always remembering to open them with care because otters may have shifted during the flight.

ARTHUR: And, er, one under each seat?

DOUGLAS: Yes! Good thinking.

MARTIN: But that’s where the lifejackets are.

GERTI TORCH!

(Volume warning, have your volume low or off! This thing is noisy!)

Some doodles to expand the cast for the Gerti comic.

While looking for love, local Eldritch abomination Gerti ends up renting a room for a very stressed single mother named Jordyn. (Gerti pays for everything by vomiting up pearls)

One of Jordyn's daughters is a VERY anxious teenager named Izzy who loves supernatural TV shows and conspiracy theories.

Obviously she sees Gerti doing something weird and becomes convinced that she is an alien invader. (And obviously the second she gets her camera out Gerti is no longer acting suspicious.)

Arthur: “I’m fairly often just completely happy. Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go ‘ooooh.’ I mean really no one gets any happier than that.”

Martin: “What a depressing thought.”

St Petersburg: ‘we might be able to sell Gerti, and with the money buy an ice cream van’

and then in Zurich: they sell an ice cream van and with the money buy back Gerti!