Lynn's Comments: I draw stuff like this, I make these faces myself. After a day of drawing crazy expressions, I often wondered why my head and neck felt tired!
Lynn's Comments: Here is where the "inflatable nose"” is evident. Whenever I wanted to show Elly at her worst, I drew her nose larger. I didn't do this intentionally; it's what came out of my pen! Since much of the strip was based on real life, I've always been grateful that my nose remains the same size—no matter what I'm thinking.
Lynn's Comments: I don't remember getting any responses from choirmasters when this came out. The question still stands!!
Lynn's Comments: When I later came up with the "rescue" storyline where Elizabeth is threatened by a co-worker at the garden centre where she is working, I had forgotten about this bit of foreshadowing. People criticized me for keeping all the characters in play this way, but I also wanted to avoid having too many new characters as well. You can't win!
Lynn's Comments: Another bad pun. I couldn't resist. This kind of punch line made FBorFW impossible to translate into other languages.
Lynn's Comments: Every now and then, I brought a little focus to the "inequality of women"...and when it comes to Christmas and holiday planning, I don't think anything has changed!
Lynn's Comments: This is another true story. My daughter was happy to deposit a donated gift on a table at the church but couldn't understand why it had to be left there. She wasn't the only kid to be taken away from the service in tears. It takes time to understand that it's better to give than to receive!
Lynn's Comments: Having "baby talk" to work with provided me with many sweet interactions like this. Once my kids grew past this stage, it was harder to come up with such gentle humour.
Lynn's Comments: I remember my grandmother explaining to my mother how much molasses to put into a batch of cookies: it was "two golollups and a drip." If the bottle we used was the same size each time, it was a perfect measurement!
Lynn's Comments: My dad did this. He would pop his teeth out and make faces. It drove my mom crazy. At work, he'd keep his teeth in his breast pocket. One day, he fell against the counter when a customer came into his shop and he accidentally "bit himself" on the chest. We laughed about this for weeks.
Lynn's Comments: My mom was a stickler for good manners. Although the rules and regs of growing up in our household could sometimes be onerous, we learned to appreciate everything she taught us.
Lynn's Comments: My dad smoked until the day he died—of lung cancer. To keep us from knowing he was smoking, he'd go for a walk. This was funny...we could see him light up before he got past the kitchen window.