And from New Zealand, here's Murray Ball's brilliant Footrot Flats, all about the misadventures of a kiwi sheep farmer and his infinitely more intelligent dog. Quite apart from how funny it is, I always liked this strip's sense of evocation. I've never been a sheep farmer in New Zealand, (at least not so far; the night is young) but, with just a few lines, Ball gives you a real sense of what the environment is like, living in some godforsaken piece of nowhere, where your nearest neighbour is a coupla' miles away. And he makes you laugh! The mark of a great cartoonist.
Hurry Up or I’ll Be 30 (1973)
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