…from a Sloperian point of view.
Today is indeed a special day! The 14th of August marks the day, in 1867, A. Sloper first appeared in print; the Anniversaire de Slopaire, if you will. And, as I hold the dubious honour of being the very first recurring comic book character, today also marks the anniversary of all the comic book characters who... Continue Reading →
Prey! Silence please! Here commences the tale of your humble narrator, Mr. A. Sloper, from his somewhat chequered beginnings through to his career as an eminent Litterateur; one who was, if not loved by all, then certainly tolerated by some. Where better to start this story than on that most auspicious of dates, a time... Continue Reading →
My dear Readers, I will have you know, in my many years as a gentleman of ‘business’, I have been expelled from some of the best auction houses in this fine country of ours. They can be a bewildering place and those who are wont to easy bewilderment may make an easy source of income... Continue Reading →
A bit of a rum do at the New Sloperies yester-eve. Me new patron, Genial Jason Lineham, came home to find your humble narrator in his cups after discovering several bottles of the unsweetened what was laid down for the coming festivities. The aforementioned patron found he was decidedly lacking in Christmas spirit until he... Continue Reading →
Certain items have always had a way of falling into my possession, by fair means or foul. Mostly foul, it may be said by those cruel-hearted critics among you, but, as the bard himself said in The Scottish Play “Fair is foul, foul is fair” and, being the eminent Litterateur that I am, I am... Continue Reading →
I will admit that, having sprung from my dear old mother nearing 200 years ago, I am an aged old cove now. I am approaching the well-seasoned nature, if not the venerability, of old Methuselah his self. Some may put this long-livedness down to stubbornness, after all, after a life lived as mine, I am... Continue Reading →
Now then, you may notice that banner across the top of this journal of mine, the one which proclaims ‘Ally Sloper’s Half Holiday’. This same banner was the one that festooned the humorous periodical featuring your humble servant which was run by my second patron Gilbert Dalziel. You can see that I have struck out... Continue Reading →
For those of you unacquainted with my history and adventures, even though they were diligently documented in the periodicals of the day, every detail of my life laid bare for the consuming public to scoff and wonder at regularly and over a period of some 49 years; even though you managed to miss that and... Continue Reading →
Being decollated and having your tuppeny boxed and packaged away for the best part of a century gives a body, if you’ll pardon the pun, a time to reflect. If truth be told, I’m sure I have forgotten more of my life and history than I am able to recollect; although, I was no stranger... Continue Reading →
