Here's a quick tour of Your Week Before Last in Cul de Sac:
The usual complement of puppet theater puppets seems fairly standardized. You get your king, queen, wizard, maybe a lion or witch or a clown. Which seems kind of limiting to the modern youth of today.
Another cheap jibe at clowns, who exist only to make us happy and not to give us the creeps.
I have, of course, extensive plans for Mr. Headfinger in future Cul de Sacs, most of them rather gruesome.
This is the Friday strip, which is by the vague rules governing daily comic strip arcs the point at which the plot reaches its peak of tension, assuming that nobody reads newspapers on Saturday.
Which is a shame, as no one got to see this act of fickleness and betrayal. But, hey! Pangolins! All right!