It was a good idea - in theory at least. However, early issues of the
weekly British AVENGERS comic were marred by shoddy printing, which
rendered what should've been subtle tones of grey as hideous muddy blacks.
Looking back at these issues now, I wonder why MARVEL took so long to
get the problem rectified. The ODHAMS PRESS presentations of the
same tales from a few years before had been vastly superior.
That said, the comics still have a nostalgic appeal that's hard to resist -
for those who bought them back in the day anyway. Here then, are a few
more random covers of comics recovered from the depths of my cupboard,
protected by cardboard folders for many a long year. I've featured some of
them before on this blog, but they were probably scanned from spare
copies which I store in a different place.
I won't bore you with my personal reminiscences of every individual
ish, but I remember taking Avengers #28 up to a pal's house one night to
show him, and then watching an episode of THE SIX MILLION DOLLAR
MAN in his living room. Ah, it only seems like last week, yet I was still a mere
schoolboy with eternity stretched out in front of me. Nowadays, sadly, I realise
that nothing lasts forever - not even 'forever'. But enough of this gloom and
despondency - let's just enjoy looking back on yesterday - ironically, it's
all we of a certain age really have to look forward to.