Pim Comic Strip

How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.

Free of pursuers, Mr. Love now needed more data on Mrs Love. Which meant a walk down cobblestoned streets to archives in Eastern Yurop.

Slim reached the doorway just in time to see the top of Mr. Love’s head as it descended into a sea of orbs exuding a palpable mist.

The only thing that would sooth the WDA’s murderous itch was subaqueous peat of a mesotrophic bog. Therein he was surprised by bees.

This is like the last picture but for the absence of Pim and Bim who’ve left their bees and gone to reconnect with friends.

If you’ve been wondering what had happened to Pim and Bim, they’d retreated from the world to raise bees.