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This is another one of my comics for the paper promotion. This one was for a paper stock called ‘Milk Touch.’ As you can see, I came over all nostalgic. I miss the glass bottles and that clinking sound the milk boy made as he ran along the street. In my memory, he always comes when the light is golden, a perfect autumnal gloaming.

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  1. Aaron the Ogre permalink
    25/05/2012 1:58 am

    I love this. Very nicely executed!

  2. 25/05/2012 3:58 am

    I love the idea of the tokens, as well as the running milk boy. When I was little we had glass bottles, too, but they were delivered by a man in a milk truck. And we didn’t have tokens. If you wanted cream or something that wasn’t on your regular order, you had to meet him at the door and tell him.

  3. 25/05/2012 7:22 am

    I love how very 1980s the milk boy is. X

  4. David Geary permalink
    25/05/2012 8:20 am

    The 1/2 inch of cream at the top was the best. We also made decorations out of the silver tops. Being a country boy, I also get nostalgic for the big milk cans that were left at the gate. And I love how one turned up as a percussion instrument in the revelatory Hunters & Collectors’ gig at Vic Uni in the early 80s – Talking To A Stranger…we never had milk boys to swoon over, but, yes, that rattle of milk bottles is always there, as is that crate of beer rattling up the path full and then back again as empties.

  5. 26/05/2012 12:14 pm

    I used to like watching the blue tits nicking the cream from a pecky hole in the Silver foil top. And notes rolled and stuck in the empties before holidays. Oh and the dinky bottles at school – sometimes we’d all donate our cream and take turns shaking it in a jam jar to make butter for the loaves or scones we’d make in home ec – and this was at primary. Ah, memories! We never had aerobics types whizzing by with milk carts – electric floats were the order of the day!

    Fab cartoon, Sarah!

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