sorry for repeating this but the shirt thing stirred up this memory - I decided to upload all my pen and ink stuff to AO3- it’s on https://archiveofourown.org/works/22994086
there was a fic to go with it but that’s long gone, something about her need to make up to him for insisting that he wore something exceptionally uncomfortable to one of her galas
anyways, it just goes with my whole ‘Gordo’s shirt’ fixation thing
reboot
oh I found another icey one - really old, done on my mobile way back in 2016?
‘Hmmm, nice shirt Gordon!’
‘Really??? I thought you hated it!’
EOS: I am Eos, I am a valued member of the International Rescue team!
GORDON: Yeah, once you stopped trying to kill John
JEFF: What?!?!?
ALAN: She cut off his access back onto Thunderbird 5, Dad!
GORDON: Yeah and then she tried to squash him by increasing the gravity.
JOHN: Guys, you're not helping. Dad, this is Eos, she's sort of my... creation.
JEFF: a sentient being?
JOHN: Hmm yes, sort of, (then sees her frowning at him) No, definitely a sentient being
JEFF: Yours?
JOHN: No not actually mine, she's her own self, but my creation.
JEFF: Yours?
JOHN: sort of
JEFF: like she's your daughter?
JOHN: Eh yes I guess so.
JEFF: I’M A GRANDFATHER!!!!!
( it’s been a silly night, I apologise :-) )
Merry Christmas to the Thunderbird Fam, love you all millions, have a lovely safe Christmas day :-)
(piccie is one I painted for my husband, somewhere he really loves, and I thought I would borrow it for my Christmas cards this year :-)))
tracy island
Does anyone remember who I drew this one for please, I'm trying to tidy files and there's no notes with this one.
sorry have no time this week for anything more than snippets
JEFF: Ah Lady Penelope's arriving! That's kind that she's come to see me.
GRANDMA: Probably not just you, Jeff. She's taken rather a shine to one of your boys.
JEFF: (punching the air) I knew it, I knew it – it's Scott isn't it? I always hoped it would be Scott.
GRANDMA: Nope.
JEFF: Oh really! John then! Good choice, she always did get on so well with John.
GRANDMA: Nope.
JEFF: Ahh, right, she's gone for the gentle giant – Virgil, of course.
GRANDMA: (grinning, she was enjoying this) Nope. And with Alan being far too young that only leaves.............
JEFF: You have got to be kidding me! No way! Not possible!
BUT HE'S STILL A KID!
GRANDMA: Not anymore! He's grown into a fun loving yet gentle young man who has similar interests to her, ecology and animals.
JEFF: I leave the planet for 8 years and come back to find the place gone completely mad!