I've missed updating a few months of the Cheltonian but I was pretty pleased with the style of the last two so I thought I'd pop it on here. The editor is a surprisingly easy going guy for someone who runs a classy magazine, he let me put blood, violence and a rocket in a horse's arsehole for recent issues so he's a stand up guy in my books.
This was the issue during which the bankers were taking massive bonuses so I drew shadow chasing down bank mangers with swag bags and chopping them into bits. Political satires brilliant isn't it...
The editor came up with the horse's name Sphincter Surprise which I was shocked and delighted by.
