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livered to their homes a few days ago, but I didn't pursue that option as
there was no guarantee of the condition in which it would arrive.
the last comic I remember not being able to wait 'til morning for was either
the first issue of WHIZZER & CHIPS or THUNDER, or perhaps an early
tones that I couldn't buy multiple copies (not that I tried to) as it wouldn't be
fair on those who'd 'phoned to ask that a copy be put aside for them. I only
wanted the two I had taken to the till (which I got), but had I wanted more,
I would've insisted on them, on the grounds that all those lazy b*ggers
should've done what I did and got out of their beds to buy a copy.
So how does the last issue measure up? At £3.99, it's well-worth
nal version by ERIC ROBERTS, and CORPORAL CLOTT looks like the
style of DAVID LAW, but disappointingly, The SMASHER and KORKY
The CAT are the newer incarnations. Competently enough drawn, but
not the characters I remember. That sentiment is even captured
in one of the strips inside.
some current artists are revealed as feeble forgeries when compared
likes of MY DAD'S A DOOFUS against BING BANG BENNY, by KEN
H. HARRISON drawing on the back should've been on the front, but
'classic' Dan has been added to the cover to reassure us.)
This edition also carries a pull-out facsimile of the first issue of The
it contains only 24 pages of the original 28. Being incomplete, we could
be forgiven for wondering whether it actually meets the description,
And so the curtain comes down on a chapter of history. I won't be
thing else entirely, something in which I have no interest at all. For me,
the thrill of holding an 'actual' comic in one's hands is an experience that
can't be matched, never mind beaten, so nothing remains but for me to
slip quietly away from the party and leave the 'youngsters' to it.