Week Thirty Four

This week we've got another gem from Beck @new_toon. I wish I had half the talent he has for cartooning; instead I have to put all of my efforts into writing this blog.

We're halfway through moving and I'm a bit worried we won't have the internet for a week or two so I'm going to have to be creative in getting the postcards to you all. I hope you'll forgive me if I have to do a double week or something similar.

He's gone quieter than a mute church mouse in slippers under the leg of a piano recently and I have no idea when I'm next due to hear from him. If I don't tell him our new address I may never hear from him again which will be...well, not unusual. It's 32-2 and all's well. I hope you enjoy this masterpiece.

Week Thirty Three

There were two reasons I couldn't send this postcard straight from Wales this week - firstly, I didn't have my brother's address, a rookie mistake in the world of Extreme Postcarding. Secondly I didn't have access to a scanner so that I could show you all my hard work this week. There's no point spending all this money on my brother if there's no-one reading my...er...art.

As I type this my sister is sat on my sofa. I'm confident that if this was Postcards to my Sister I would not only be behind but I'd be losing drastically. We've discussed what I'm going to do with my life next year once my brother has stopped talking to me but we didn't come up with anything conclusive.

The points keep flooding in, this week it's 31-2. Apologies for the late post, normal service will resume this week.

Week Thirty Two

There are photos of dolphins all over the press despite the fact they're a pretty common sight in Cornwall during the Summer. I guess they have to fill their pages somehow and they're biding their time before the first dolphin attack occurs; make your own jokes about them bottle-nosing someone.

Nothing is working when it comes to provoking my brother, almost as though he has become habitually used to seeing a postcard through the door every week. Will he need counselling when it ceases at the end of the year? Am I giving him Christmas every day only to rip it away from him when he becomes dependent on it? I will endeavour to let you know.

The score is a delicious 30-2 as it stands. I'm away next week so may not get my post done in time due to lack of access to a scanner but I will be sending him a postcard from our travels just to liven things up for him. I'm possibly the best brother in the world.

Week Thirty One

Thanks to Kent @Taylertoons for this week's postcard, delightfully showcasing The Mummy's Shroud. I haven't seen the film yet but it's on my list of films I've heard of now at least. The young lady looks suitably horrified but I can empathise with the Mummy as I know how hard it is picking bones out of fish that I'm eating, let alone human sized bones. Nightmare.

I tried to get my brother a point this week to save his blushes when he finds out and I honestly thought that sending him a postcard for his birthday would invoke a reaction, however the phone was silent and there was nothing online. Just to double check that he received it I sent him a message saying "I hope you got your birthday card" to which he replied "I did, thankyou".

He is not getting a point for that.

This means the score is 29-2 and he's going to really have to up his game if he wants to close the gap. Perhaps The Mummy's Shroud will be one of his favourite films?

Week Thirty

It's my brother's birthday today so I've sent him an extra big postcard to celebrate this momentous occasion. He's 21, but not really. I only hope the postman doesn't steal the two £50 notes I put in with the postcard.

I've spent the week following my win on numerous talk shows, with editors of magazines and newspapers and talking to the foreign press about my strategy. This all occurred from my padded white room in a secret location where they keep people like me. It's very secluded.

I thought my brother would be down this week but he hasn't turned up...either that or he's avoiding me. I guess his points will have to come via text or phone calls like the other two have. 28-2 to me and climbing.

Week Twenty Nine

This week's postcard will annoy my brother immensely. Flora Day is an annual tradition in Helston where people from the town follow a set dance around the town at different times. The dances at 7am and 5pm were traditionally for the workers of the town, with the midday dance being for the gentry. He dances in the 7 and 5 because he says he hasn't forgotten his roots; I dance in the midday because I can get up at 11am and only have to do it once. He thinks I'm a snob, I know I'm just taking the easy way out.

Besides, I've managed to keep in touch with him every week for the past six and a half months. His lack of return means that finally, before the weeks have turned thirty...

I AM THE WINNER OF POSTCARDS TO MY BROTHER!

I was hoping for a whitewash but 52-0 was always going to be a big ask. This week it's 27-2 and, with only 23 weeks to go, there is no way he can make up the deficit.

I've had some cracking contributions from some big hitters but I still need to fill the weeks somehow so be sure to send me anything you've got, particularly if it suggests victory or includes people parading around for some reason. Here's a photo of my brother and I at his 25th birthday party which, considering I'm younger than him and I'm 30 now, was a day or two ago I realise. We both still look just about the same.

Week Twenty Eight

Here we are - who ever thought we would get to this point? Unfortunately confusion is reigning this week as I told @AlyaBessex that it's a draw and he felt the need to contribute. Only he knows what the arrow is meant to represent and I didn't like to ask as he handed me the finished product and I said, "No - draw" to which he replied, "Yes - drawer". This is my life now.

I am ecstatic in reality with the score being 26-2. Next week is the big one.

There is still plenty of room for contributions, let me know if you have something to give and I will tell you where to send it. As ever a big thank you to all of our readers, I will be completing this project in December so there are more postcards to come, postcard fans. We are almost in to our lap of honour.