This is a (true) story that I wrote/illustrated for my nephew, and hopefully other people will like it too. I tried to mimic the rhythm of a “Mr Men” book, with one sentence per page. In hindsight, I do feel rather sorry for my next door neighbour, who was probably having a perfectly normal day until I came along.
I think that my artwork is gradually improving; compared to The Gift, people actually have proper eyes here, although I’ve still cheated by using globes for hands. I also think that the coats need some kind of visible join down the front, to distinguish them from sweatshirts.
The ambulance is deliberately anachronistic: this happened c. 1980, and Sussex ambulances were mostly white. However, I think that the yellow/green colour scheme is more easily recognisable to a modern audience.