Angry aliens, terrified police and bemused party goers. Yes, it’s the 20th Anniversary Really Heavy Greatcoat – three pages of mothball-inspired mayhem!
Artist Nick Miller has pulled out all the stops to mark this momentous date for the strip and a big hand for all his work and perseverance putting up with my grumpiness. I’m amazed his writing partner Antonella lets me in the house.
Oh, wait, she doesn’t let me in the house.
I never should have tried to paint the cat.
Enjoy, and thanks to all Greatcoat fans down the years for your tremendous support and loyalty.
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John is the founder of downthetubes, launched in 1998. He is a comics and magazine editor, writer, and Press Officer for the Lakes International Comic Art Festival. He also runs Crucible Comic Press.
Working in British comics publishing since the 1980s, his credits include editor of titles such as Doctor Who Magazine and Overkill for Marvel UK, Babylon 5 Magazine, Star Trek Magazine, and its successor, Star Trek Explorer, and more. He also edited the comics anthology STRIP Magazine and edited several audio comics for ROK Comics; and has edited several comic collections and graphic novels, including volumes of “Charley’s War” and “Dan Dare”, and Hancock: The Lad Himself, by Stephen Walsh and Keith Page.
He’s the writer of comics such as Pilgrim: Secrets and Lies for B7 Comics; “Crucible”, a creator-owned project with 2000AD artist Smuzz; and “Death Duty” and “Skow Dogs”, with Dave Hailwood.
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Happy birthday to the RHG. To celebrate this momentous occassion I have been shuffling round the streets of Edinburgh in my own second hand greatcoat, pretending to talk to it and thus frightening little old ladies.