It's not been a cheering week for lovers of British comics, with the news that artist Leo Baxendale has died, aged 86.
Baxendale was the industry colossus who created the Beano characters Little Plum, Minnie the Minx, the Bash Street Kids and The Three Bears before going on to create Clever Dick, Sweeny Toddler and Willy the Kid for other publications, not to mention I Love You Baby Basil! for The Guardian.
Baxendale must surely be the most celebrated British comics creator of them all, his style being the one you instantly imagine when you think of British comics and there's no doubt that, with his death, the art form has lost one of its greats.
But that's the present. What was happening way back, in another, very different, branch of the UK comics industry, exactly forty years ago?
Lord Hawk is causing trouble with his robotic raptor.
I don't recall much about Lord Hawk, other than that I didn't like him. For some reason, even though the whole mag was in black and white, he seemed greyer than everything else in it.
I believe the back-up strips are still giving us the same stories as they were last issue. Upon occasions, time really does seem to crawl with this comic.
I don't care what anyone says. I always liked the Spider-Mobile. I'd definitely have one if I was a super-hero.
Given his fugitive status, I wonder where Spidey used to buy petrol for it?
Come to think of it, I assume he was driving it illegally. It didn't seem to have a number plate. I would suspect he also didn't have the American equivalent of an MOT, insurance or a tax disc. I bet he didn't even have a log book. The man was clearly not fit to be let loose on the roads.
Is this the one where the Hulk comes up against that Conan-style barbarian whose name I can't remember? The one with the big axe, who keeps declaring himself to be invincible?
Speaking of not being able to remember, I have no recall at all of viking apes. When this post is done, I shall have to investigate the matter further, via the internet.
I wonder what the combat radios were like?
Not that I care. If it's called a combat radio, I want it. Given my two-fisted lifestyle, I never know when I might need one.
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