This week in 1976 was a bad week for Marvel UK, as, following in the footsteps of Savage Sword of Conan and Dracula Lives, yet another of its comics saw its last ever issue. Suddenly, the company would be giving us just four comics a week, compared to its earlier peak of seven.
But does that mean we had reason to be downhearted?
Of course it did.
Not that I knew it. At the time, I was somehow oblivious to this gradual whittling away of the company and still saw Marvel UK as an unstoppable behemoth with an endless and glorious future ahead of it.
A certain future X-Man makes his full debut.
I remember having earlier read Iceman's origin in an Alan Class comic.
Admittedly, when I say, "Remember," all I can actually remember is him confronting some angry people outside his parents' house.
Or perhaps that was Cyclops' origin. Or the Angel's. Or possibly Marvel Girl's. Or maybe Professor X's.
The last ever issue of The Avengers sees our heroes bow out in style, with Neal Adams wielding the pencils.
Next week, they'll be in The Mighty World of Marvel instead. Or, as it became known later, The Mighty World of Marvel with the Avengers and the Savage Sword of Conan incorporating Fury and Planet of the Apes with Dracula Lives.
How I recall walking into my local newsagent's and asking for a copy of that comic. In fact, the title was so long that I still haven't managed to finish asking for it yet. I think the newsagent's getting a bit bored of waiting for me to finish. Not to mention the queue that's built up behind me over the last forty years.
Every work of fiction I've ever encountered that features Mount Rushmore has involved there being a secret base hidden in the caves behind the eyeballs.
Sadly, Googling it has revealed to me that there are no caves hidden behind the eyeballs. Why can real life never be as exciting as fiction?
Hooray! It's the Spider-Mobile!
I don't care if its existence made no sense - given that Spidey could get around New York faster without it and all it did was make it easier for the police to find him - I always had a soft spot for it.
Yet another of the Mad Thinker's infallible schemes that's guaranteed to fail.
What I never understood about the Mad Thinker was that even he called himself mad. If he knew he was mad, why did he have so much faith in his own judgement?
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