from time to time, whenever I needed to make some room for new
comics or simply because certain issues had supplied as much enjoyment
as I considered they were ever likely to and were now no longer essential to
my requirements. Consequently, I was forever passing comics on to one of
my pals, who was an eager recipient of my cast-offs. Occasionally I regretted
parting with an odd issue or two and he seemed perfectly happy to relinquish
them back into my fickle care. Amongst the many mags I bestowed upon
him were all but one of my Alan Class titles, and I presumed
that was the last I would ever see of them.
(derived, of course, from various American titles by different publishers)
for you to feast your eyes upon. Hopefully it may stir pleasant memories of
happier, more innocent times in your life, too. A new hospital with interior
shop now stands close to where the originals were once located, 'though
somehow, whenever I look at certain Alan Class comic covers, it's not
too difficult to imagine that things are exactly the same as they were
back in my teenage years.