This weekend Tee and I went to The Alternative Press Festival in London. Was pretty cool and a little unexpected since it was quite small but very packed. I felt quite out of place seeing as most sellers were comic artists or properly into making zines and things. I only sold one of my own mini-zines.
However, we got to meet some really interesting people and drink a lot of cider and Pimms.
Also our train mysteriously vanished.
We still don't understand what happened there.
Check RuncibleBird soon for links, pictures and photographs =D
Written by drowning young illustrators with pea green sails. "In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter's morn, on a stormy day, In a sieve they went to sea!"
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