Boo!

Arrr- 'tis All Hallows Even- that ancient festival from ye olden dayes, celebrating the hollowing out of pumpkins.
Here's a cheery cartoon about death to mark the occasion (to be found in the latest Private Eye)

Toot

Did a lot of wandering at the weekend- came home via Waterloo railway station. The stage play of 'The Railway Children' is being put on at the old Eurostar terminal- complete with steam train. I'm not sure I've seen the film in its entirety- certainly never read the book- but here's my version of it anyway- was printed some time back.

Eh?

There I was, moaning about being unable to think of captions for some cartoons, and then Private Eye go and print one of my rare caption less cartoons.
Here it is- from the latest issue-

I think there might be a bit of 'I don't get it' reaction with this one.
It's not that deep- honest.
Or is it...??
I don't know.
Or do I...??
(Enough)

It's my blog and i'll post what i want to

No cartoons today- instead a pic from a gardening day when it was unseasonably sunny at the weekend. Two Doors Away Cat came over to lend a paw's help...

I dunno

Sometimes I come up with an idea, and think of a suitable picture, but in the end can't add a snappy and witty caption.
I was reading once about how some brainy female graduates can earn more being a pole dancer in Exclusive Establishments for the Discerning Gentleman (refitted pub on the outskirts of Slough), than they could in industry.
Cue thoughts of someone not wanting to 'climb the greasy pole', so they ended up a dancer.
I know I know- bit corny, but I thought it might work-it didn't- I couldn't sell it.
Here’s the pic- just an excuse to post a picture of some foxy chicks really...

Make up your own caption.

It might be that climbing the greasy pole only refers to politics? I dunno- I thought it meant climbing the corporate ladder too- I should really do some research before attempting to do funny.