Direct quote from last year's blurb:
2019, despite its highs, has been an absolute bin fire. Ever the optimist, I believe 2020 will be one of my best years yet.
Hmmm, guess the universe had other plans, hence this unavoidably COVIDy Episode. Actually, despite all of 2020's nonsense, I personally had a pretty good year. But many of my friends have done it tough, and this Ep., about togetherness and whatnot, is for them. You.
You'll also have noticed the credits in this year's title, and the third row looking a little different. Thanks to my daughters for pitching in and pencilling some panels in their unique styles. They saved me some heartache on what has been a particularly hot, beer-fuelled, Christmas Eve.
Avid readers will notice the homage to my own early Ep., (No. 35), The Howler Monkeys in 'Housemate Hi-jinks'. Go check it out. Or not; it's your holidays.
Final, habitual, tribute to those influences, major and minor, lost this year:
Jeremy Bulloch, Charley Pride, Tiny Lister, Hugh Keays-Byrne, Alex Trebek, Sean Connery, Spencer Davis, Eddie Van Halen, Johnny Nash, Toots Hibbert, Diana Rigg, Chadwick Boseman, Wilford Brimley, Reni Santoni, Alan Parker, Grant Imahara, Kelly Preston, Ennio Morricone, Carl Reiner, Joel Schumacher, Ian Holm, Fred Willard, Jerry Stiller, Little Richard, Brian Dennehy, Bill Withers, Stuart Gordon, Kenny Rogers, Max von Sydow, Kirk Douglas, Terry Jones, Buck Henry, Tom Long... wow.
A sober reminder to tell your nearest and dearest you love them.
Merry Christmas (or insert appropriate greeting here)!