The mind boggles at Sir Fred Goodwin, who now can be heralded as Britains most hated man. Forget Gordon, forget Mandy, forget all the Lords cashing in and bankers squeezing even more of our cash out of us, Sir Fred has shown us all what can be done with your hands in the till. ¬£16m is a bumper haul, notwithstanding his ‘fearsome reputation’ (i.e. the mans a total cunt) and his mind boggling ineptitude at running Scotland’s most famous bank into the ground (now owned by the English). As far as I am aware he didn’t snaffle his whole ¬£16m pension pot from RBS, it would appear he acquired a lot of it elsewhere. And some have said this is a witch hunt – the media furore that is. And I say good, and the sooner he is found guilty of witchcraft and slowly lowered into a flaming pyre the better.

Basically we feed as much money as possible, trillions, to the Credit Crunch. It then shits over everything. This is called ‘Recession’. Once everything is covered in shit its called a ‘Depression’. When we run out of money we just print more!!

For some reason my other default drawing is a skull. I think its due to reading one of my favourite books, the ‘Usbourne Guide to the Supernatural World’ at a very young age. These skulls now dot the corners of piles of notes, memos and official communications.

Whilst considering important issues like website hierarchies, usability, accessability, Search Engine Optimisation as well as workflows and timescales the only option can be to dash off some Star Wars material.

Drawing X-Wings has become a default scribble for me. Sometimes I don’t even know I’m doing it!

These are the results of a pre-meeting ‘Who can draw Darth Vader the fastest’ competition which I instigated. I won. Twice.

AlthoughI am office bound throughout the day creativity still seeps out. Here is a selection of my Office Art:

This very important conference call gained a fiery and scaly aspect.

Revised notes on urban pacification.