It may be supposed to evoke Winnie-the-Pooh; it isn’t the first visual we’ve had that resembles the illustrations from Milne’s stories (can’t remember the illustrator’s name, unfortunately), and I know that’s how Pooh marches. Mostly because I’m fairly sure that the one in the book at least probably doesn’t bend at the knees…
Ernest Howard Shepard. I used to live in East Sussex, and regularly travelled past poohsticks bridge on the A22. Good jumble sales in Nutley. And a very decent boozer in Coleman’s Hatch.
@jaynee: a very decent boozer. As a Surrey Boy I’m obliged to hiss and tell all and sundrey about the evils of Sussex, but east is better than west, and all this home counties rivalry stuff is nonsense anyway.
I love the weirdness of life: If you told me a few years ago that the only time I’d ever see the Hatch inn, Coleman’s Hatch mentioned online would be on a website dedicated to an American artist’s epic story of a pragmatic magic-loathing wombat I’d have stopped and waited for the punchline.
That leg wouldn’t look right no matter where she put it, the silhouette would repeat that of one or the other of the characters and make all three look like they are marching in step. Given the disparity of all three leg lengths, that will never happen.
I hope that’s shadowchild I espy in the last panel.
Yeah, he/she/it has been following them since they left the temple.
“I’ve been thinking … ”
Why do those three words always fill me with dread, no matter who utters them?
😉
Because you have at least half an ounce of sense.
😀
Between that and “We need to talk” for the Most Unwelcome Things For Someone To Say To You award.
Does anybody else think that Digger is Goose-stepping in the second-to-last panel?
It may be supposed to evoke Winnie-the-Pooh; it isn’t the first visual we’ve had that resembles the illustrations from Milne’s stories (can’t remember the illustrator’s name, unfortunately), and I know that’s how Pooh marches. Mostly because I’m fairly sure that the one in the book at least probably doesn’t bend at the knees…
That’s just kind of how she walks, Hunter. I noticed it when she left the Hag’s house the first time (with her toast).
Ernest Howard Shepard. I used to live in East Sussex, and regularly travelled past poohsticks bridge on the A22. Good jumble sales in Nutley. And a very decent boozer in Coleman’s Hatch.
I thought I smelled something! *drum stinger*
@jaynee: a very decent boozer. As a Surrey Boy I’m obliged to hiss and tell all and sundrey about the evils of Sussex, but east is better than west, and all this home counties rivalry stuff is nonsense anyway.
I love the weirdness of life: If you told me a few years ago that the only time I’d ever see the Hatch inn, Coleman’s Hatch mentioned online would be on a website dedicated to an American artist’s epic story of a pragmatic magic-loathing wombat I’d have stopped and waited for the punchline.
That leg wouldn’t look right no matter where she put it, the silhouette would repeat that of one or the other of the characters and make all three look like they are marching in step. Given the disparity of all three leg lengths, that will never happen.