Mutterin'

Today, I was quietly painting panels 46 and 47 when I became aware of two old men (or so it sounded) having a really good old moan to each other.    They sounded to be somewhere near to the station.   Try as I might I could not make out what they were saying.   Frustrated, I turned towards the sound and there, right alongside Gordon the Gondola on our lofty perch were two jackdaws - having a good old natter.   Probably, they were discussing this alien in a body harness who had invaded their domain.   There are times when life deals you a very good hand.