Two from Glasgow train.

From one of the Glasgow trips, on the train.

Wasn't hung over, but had had a few drinks on an empty stomach the day before, and had ended up with what I claim was mildish food poisoning, and was somewhat lost and taking paracetamol to ease the journey. So this sketch comes with a side order of woozy for me. And was reading Douglas Copeland as well, a very fuzzy combination. Like weak winter sunshine on a strip of velcro.

And this was on the train home from Euston station, and he is exactly how I felt, slumped and ready for sleep.

But a great day.

Glasgow trip

From the Glasgow trip, waiting at the airport with Ewan. Did a few sketches to decompress, after the day. Then added the colour at home the next day.

The whole experience was brilliant, and learnt so much, so even though it was the end of the line for me, it has never felt like that, and I have been unpacking my head ever since, and now see what I was doing wrong all along.

Anyway, we went for a coffee ( bottled water for me ) in the cafe, and there were several people sitting around me, so out came the sketch book.

This woman was reading through A4 pages of notes, obviously been to something work related.

There is another sketch of other people I was going to pop here as well, but I cannot find it and must have not scanned it yet, and the scanner is at work, so that will have to wait.