Sort of … On the flight to Kinshasa, I started doodling on this while catching up with the audiobook. As we landed, the young lady beside me commented and said that it was nice. As we started to deplane, she asked if she could have it.
Huh? I’d barely started on it. On the ground waiting to be cleared at immigrations, she came looking for me.
It’s not finished, and it’s one panel of four on the sheer, I showed her. She took the sheet and opened it out.
Oh, she said. I want the whole thing.
Hmmm …. Ok, let me finish it first and then I’ll send it to you wherever you are.
So – a race against time, to finish this before I leave the Comgo …
