In 1964 I got married. We moved to Carlisle. I'd got myself a job teaching typography at the College of Art. It was an agreeable place to live but the job wasn't very exciting.

Here I am giving a really interested student some really useful advice.
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I was still writing songs in my spare time but to no particular purpose; there were no folk clubs in the area where I could test them out. And so my mind turned to other things such as...........

CARTOONS

Why cartoons I don’t know. But one day I thought of a joke, drew it up and sent it to the editor of ‘Punch’. It was politely rejected. But I wasn’t put off. I sent it to the ‘Daily mirror - it was accepted. And they sent me a cheque for £5 - which in those days was enough to pay for a weeks groceries. What more incentive did I need?
From that time on, each week for about 2 years, I posted off a dozen or so cartoons to one or other of the daily newspapers. In a good week one or two would be accepted

Here's one that appeared in
the Daily Mirror in 1965