Talking Hat Culture (Patreon)

In December I took several train journeys to the capital, almost all of which were disrupted in one way or another. As a skilled traveller, I knew what to do of course - develop a seething hatred of my fellow passengers, almost all of whom were watching endless short videos on their phones. Ho ho no that is just my littel jok frens; in fact, having been diverted via York, I was suddenly gripped by a ferocious urge to draw, and with no precedent, over an hour I filled two pages of my sketchbook with a truly impenetrable tale that I entitled "Talking Hat Culture". It starts weird and ends baffling. But it is not without merit, and I present it to you here today.

Take pity on the poor woman sitting next to me on the train, I don't think she knew what was happening.