This drawing was taken from a notebook and follows a theme of financial gloom and sometimes we forget  the 70's, for  lot of people, was a bad time to be living in the UK. I remember going to LA in 1976 and they thought we were in need of food parcels and that was before the winter of discontent when unburied bodies were lying uncollected on the pavements. I can remember trying to write some copy under an oil lamp wearing gloves during the endless power strikes. They were bad days and you had a feeling that something radical had to happen to clear the mess up. We didn' t have the rest of the world to blame and we had to sort it out by ourselves. Historians in the next century may be able to explain what happened next, emotions run too high to get an objective answer from most people but when you go through this pile of cartoons recession and all the crap that goes with it is a repetitive theme. Dudes are shouting either 'No future!' or 'Loadsamoney'  with equal venom.  Too much too soon and too little too late. Sniffing glue to cocktails and back again all in a few years. It's like we're all on a big dipper wearing blindfolds and screaming into wind but none of us want the ride to stop. Now, if you excuse me I shall return to the bar on the shore were I spent this morning to watch the white horses and chaging weather.