Gail Williams still loves fairyland...
We rejoin Gertrude in a bar (always a good place for any girl) bemoaning 27 years in fairyland to the grey severed head of the huntsman who agrees that it does "suck big fat dragon gords". Then the big purple teddy with pink spots, otherwise known as the barman, suggests "I do believe that when a patron starts using the severed head of a huntsman as a companion, he or she may have had enough to drink."
Gertrude goes into a predictable rage and wishes to look normal, poor girl. Of course on a fairyland diet which is basically sugar or sugar, or maybe more sugar, normal is a type-nineteen(?!) Diabetic Tumour.
The plotting from Queen Cloudia, is beautifully twisted. This good witch had the lovely appearance of Glenda the Good Witch, she the utter opposite of Horribella, who is everything a bad witch should be.
Gertrude, back to her normal beautiful seven year old self, is now back to hunting for the key to get her out of Fairyland and heads for Faun Valley. Unfortunately for her, she doesn’t get there first. Thankfully she still has the huntsman’s axe. The result is a massacre of amusingly mythical proportions. Let's face it, if these fauns were tooting out any tune on their pipes it would be the 'Dance Macabre'.
Like most comics, you need to keep your eye on what's going on in the background - watch out for Frog Princes, massive troll nipples, and a cringing sun - and again the swear alternatives are really very inventive. But to be brutally honest, this issue isn't good as issue one. But it's still really good. A four out for five for me.
Gail Williams lives in her own private dungeon populated with all the weird and
the wonderful she can imagine. Some of it’s very weird, and the odd bits
and pieces are a bit wonderful. Well okay, she lives in Swansea with
her husband and daughter. And the world’s most demanding cat. To find
out more about Gail, check out www.gailbwilliams.co.uk - Dare you!