April 16, 2017April 14, 2017 by Andrew Pilcher

Thse aren’t just eggs…

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Things have moved on a bit since I was a kid and the best you could expect was a Cadbury’s Buttons egg which spilt in half to present a pouch of three chocolate buttons. Easter eggs are now art. Marks and Spencers have made this their speciality this year, with eggs that owe more to the art of Henry Moore than to the art of the chocolatier. In the last frame, Smith is sat behind the carrot cake flavoured egg from Waitrose I got Linda this year. Me? I’ve got a tiny Kinder suprise egg. That’s the joy of Type 2 Diabetes for you.

March 28, 2016March 27, 2016 by Andrew Pilcher

Bulge, bulge

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Scrumpy’s eyes have slowly been slipping down his face over the years, and while it’s been useful in making him look more downbeat it’s also been making him look less and less like a rabbit. I’ve moved his eyes back up again, and I’m much happier with him now. His eyes will continue to shift up and down his nose according to mood, but this should be their default position.

March 23, 2016March 27, 2016 by Andrew Pilcher

Delivery

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That’s the problem with subcontracting your work out – the people involved just don’t have the same involvement in making sure they do a good job. Ask anyone who has had to deal with a company that has subcontracted out its customer care to a call centre in Bangalore. Talktalk Broadband, I haven’t forgotten you, and I note that five years after I gave you up as a lost cause you’re still bottom of Which’s customer service tables.