They’re cousins. And neither of them were thrilled when they saw my drawing. –Another pub cartoon– –Charlotte’s birthday– –A cartoon of me fainting–
Ollie Randall, writing and cartoons
They’re cousins. And neither of them were thrilled when they saw my drawing. –Another pub cartoon– –Charlotte’s birthday– –A cartoon of me fainting–
–Another Hurlingham cartoon– –A cartoon story: Hostel Staff —
Back to More Cartoons –See Also: Charlotte’s bank holiday weekend– –A weird evening with Charlotte’s friend–
Last night, just after midnight, I spent a surreal half-hour trying to rescue a bird that had got tangled in some plastic in a tree, with the help of a neighbour I’d never met before. Using a stepladder, two brooms and a succession of kitchen and garden implements, we finally managed to snip the cord…
I’m one of several twenty-somethings who like to work in the serene quietness of the Hurlingham Club Reading Room in Fulham. (Here’s a series of Hurlingham Club cartoons.) Sometimes I research literary agents or email wedding planners; sometimes I write illustrated stories about Croatian hostels, Ecuadorian spas or Stonehenge blizzards. There’s one man, who’s about sixty,…