Andy Capp by Reg Smythe for November 12, 2012

Don’t canals have bridges in the UK?

Better be careful Andy, you’re going to turn into a prune.

Yikes!!! My town gets it’s drinking water from our canal… I hope it never comes to that!

“Prof danglais” You wouldn’t happen to be an English teacher at a French school, would you?

Once a week Andy. Whether you need it or not.

I do some of my best work here.

Canal is an extra reason to bathe?

Trouble is, there are no canals in Hartlepool, though there is a harbour.

What a great sketch, similar to the art of Beatrix Potter. “They’ll Be Bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover”(Sammy Kaye)

And where oh where is our sweet #3 today? Probably slaving away at school. “Miss You”(Sammy Kaye)

Andy is such a scruff!

If he was married to me… He would bath every day!

Even if I had to throw him in.

LOL xxx

It’s your own fault, Andy. The canal was there before you were…

ZOOM

Gweedo Murray said, about 23 hours ago

I Borrowed your plow even though the only thing I really need to plow away is the cold.Took Gina to the Chinese market and will go to see my personal WWII relic later in the day, provided he will be at home.

That’s nice… Gina must really love it there. Was your WW2 Relic at home then?

Sorry to hear it’s cold for you.

Will this help?

I hope you’re doing OK.

From last night:

From: http://www.lambiek.net/artists/s/smythe.htmReg Smythe was the creator of ‘Andy Capp’, who appeared for the first time in the Daily Mirror in 1957. This chainsmoking alcoholic who often had a row with his wife Florrie became a big success in Great Britain and abroad. The gags were situated in simple settings, so the emphasis lay on the cynical jokes. Smythe later created the spin-off ‘The Children Of Andy Capp’, who looked just like their father.

“The children of Andy Capp”???

Another ‘Pogo’

Melodic Monday Hugs ((((((( CAPPERS ! )))))))

maybe a POGO stick would help!

funny. and me too.

“Goodnight Sweetheart”#3

The Mills Brothers singing Good Night Sweet Heart Good Night warms the cockles of my own heart,,,

Or Friday, or Saturday, or Monday….etc.