Ginger Meggs by Jason Chatfield for April 16, 2018

Ginger is doomed either way according to his interpretation of having a job during the school holidays.

“Sirloins in the sun”?

Well, if the sun’s hot enough it might start to cook the sirloins. That might smell kind of pleasant, actually.

Didn’t Terry Jacks do a song about that in the 1970s?

“♪♫ We had joy, we had fun,

We cooked sirloins in the sun…"

Re the sidebar: I guess I’d be a little horse too. Er, I mean hoarse.