Now we’ve all heard of Sir Asmund Quayle and his many ridiculous antics but there I was having a quiet pint with the man himself at Crufts recently when on seeing a Tamaskan said ‘What a lovely dog, I used to have one as a child! His name was Connaghyn.’ At this, my ears pricked up due to the fact I’ve known this reprobate for countless years and never once heard him speak of his childhood.
With the aplomb of a serial killers psychiatrist, I slowly tried to get him to reminisce about the old days and I can tell you, I wasn’t disappointed. Of course, I could never repeat what I was told unless I want seriously bad things to happen to me. I think this picture is as close as I can get to telling you anything at all. So, perhaps we’ll just leave it at that.
It is A4 and made using acrylic, paint pen and pencil. If you want to give him a new home just drop us a line…