Andy Capp by Reg Smythe for March 01, 2016

Well, no way that hairspray would’ve gone into Andy’s eyes. (So go clean out the gutter, Andy. Wait a moment. Andy doing manual labour?)

He means there’s a birds nest in the gutter that Flo needs to remove.

Andy’s pigeons are at it again…………. they’re not satisfied with ’is nesting boxes and a pair of youngsters have set up housekeeping near their parents……………

Next time Flo goes to the hairdresser she’d going to get this new do:

Ha-ha! Zinged again! Hilarious!!!

Of course! Why should he be expected to do that nasty and dangerous job? As a man about town, he has more important things to do.

I never thought I’d say this but today’s strip is brilliant! I know Reg Smythe would approve of this one.

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There’s a white stripe on the spray can in the third panel that isn’t there in the second panel.

The visible part of the mirror in the 3rd panel should either be smaller than in the 2nd panel or not visible at all.

Hard to spot but Flo’s fingers in panel three are in an anatomically difficult position-not impossible but extremely uncomfortable-the three fingers should be a little closer to her index finger. pcolli’s thought and your comment give it away so they should get partial credit and the prize.

Flo’s eyes are open to the elements, there is no line in front of the pupil.

In the fourth frame, the zebra walks past the hippo; but in the fifth, he seems to be standing directly in front of the washing machine, which is really a doorway to the Andy Capp strip on gocomics..

My eyes hurt squinting at minute details. Can I go home, now?

I’m checking in late today so I’ve missed most of the action.The only thing I can spot is Flo’s left arm in the third panel is way too short.

Last guess-her left hand is missing a knuckle-looks like the pinkie finger has gone astray. Had to go to double size to catch it though.

Flo really uses mace on her hair

Reminds me, for some reason, of a story an old neighbor told at a class reunion. During his practice as a gynecologist (don’t know if it’s related to this story; but he’s now an oncologist), he came home from work to find his wife standing at the door in a very slinky bra-and-panties ensemble. “Interesting,” he said, “I had an 18-year-old in the office today wearing the exact same set.” I asked, “Slept on the couch that night, did you?”