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Every morning when I get up I make a school lunch for my son, Henry. I also make a little folded comic that I stick in with the lunch. I’ve been doing that for a number of years now and the collection that has amassed is still calling to be posted online.

I also make quick little notes for him to read while he eats his breakfast. Usually these are just short little things that serve to brighten the start of his day and get his brain ready for school.

The comics are bizarre because they are more detailed than the breakfast notes, being a serialized story featuring Henry, his sandwich and a trio of demented coconuts; they also reflect some of the stuff he (and I) are going through as we grow older; they are always done before I’ve finished my first cup of coffee; and I never know what’s going to happen next.

Some very weird shit falls out of my skull early in the morning but every once in a while, amidst that morning mental detritus, a small gem pops out.

This is the short breakfast note I made for Henry this morning:

I thought you might enjoy that.

Cheers.