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CRIVENS! COMICS & STUFF!
A cascading cornucopia of cool comics, crazy cartoons, & classic collectables - plus other completely captivating & occasionally controversial contents. With nostalgic notions, sentimental sighings, wistful wonderings, remorseful ruminations, melancholy musings, rueful reflections, poignant ponderings, & yearnings for yesteryear. (And a few profound perplexities, puzzling paradoxes, & a bevy of big, beautiful, bedazzling, buxom Babes to round it all off.)
Tuesday, 4 August 2026
FIREBALL XL5's ROBERT The ROBOT...
Monday, 3 August 2026
DISTASTEFUL TALES - The NEXT CHAPTER...
So let's now return to Meadowbrook Care Home owned by Enhance Healthcare and whose operationa manager is one Ashleigh Walmsley. Before we get to him directly (yeah, surprise, I first thought he was a she), let's take another look at the email I received, which was sent in the name of Michelle Hampson, but wasn't composed by her. Her emails are usually filled with spelling, punctuation, and grammatical errors, and there are no screamingly obvious ones in the following email, to which I've interspersed some comments.
Saturday, 1 August 2026
The RETURN Of ULYSSES...
Saturday August 1st. Today is precisely 39 years since my parents, myself, and the dog* returned to the house in which, along with my brother, we'd lived for 11 years before moving elsewhere. Four years later we moved back (sans brother), and those 39 years don't seem one whit longer than our previous period of habitation. Sometimes I have difficulty remembering precisely when certain events took place; was it during our first stay or our second? It's hard to recall exactly, unless I can associate something with a cover-dated comic. (Out of the last 56 years, I've spent 52 of them in my current home.)
Anyway, just thought I'd mark the occasion. But where the hell did the last 39 years go?
*It was a different dog, though of the same breed (German Shepherd). Tara died three years into our stay in that other house, her successor, Zara, joined our family in our last year there. Also, although we moved back in on the 1st, the official tenancy commencement date was Tuesday 4th.
To The VICTOR, The SPOILS...
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Here's a nice book from 2010 that I won at auction recently - for less than its original price. (Oops, my mistake - it was 51p more. I was mixing it up with another item I also won.) I read a handful of pals' Victor comics when I was a kid and bought the occasional free-gift issues as a teenager, but that apart, I wasn't a particular fan of the weekly periodical. Why? Probably because it consisted mainly of War and Sports stories. However, something about the book caught my fancy so I decided it was going to be mine - and it now is! Incidentally, the slightly grubby look in places on the cover is part of its design, not the result of 'shelf (or any other kind of) wear'. I think I'll enjoy reading it. (And it still has its free gift.)
Friday, 31 July 2026
BABE Of The DAY - JANE RUSSELL
Thursday, 30 July 2026
TV21 (NEW SERIES) #105 (LAST ISSUE)...
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Well, I suppose I'd better do a post on comics before you forget what this site's supposed to be about and decide to bail out on me. I couldn't blame you if you did, 'cos some of my recent posts make for tedious reading, but it's cathartic for me and my chief way of addressing certain injustices perpetrated against me.
Anyway, TV21 #105 was the final issue of the 'New Series' direction of what had once been known as TV Century 21, which first appeared on newsagents' counters in January 1965 (cover-dated 2065). It had switched from its original title to simply TV21 with #155 in December (cover-dated January) 1968, and by the time of New Series #105 on September 1971, contained no Gerry Anderson-based strips, having been gradually phased out over the preceding months.
What's easily forgotten is that TV21 fearured a number of Marvel strips, Spider-Man and Silver Surfer among them. They didn't survive into the combined issue of Valiant & TV21 the following week and were hastily brought to unsatisfactory conclusions with this issue. Around a year and two weeks later, Marvel strips were resurrected in The Mighty World Of Marvel #1, and it's amzing just how many people now forget Marvel characters had still been appearing in a UK comic only 12 and-a-half months previously.
So, here are a few pages to remind you of Marvel's last stand in a UK comic by a British publisher, before 'official' Marvel took up the reins. Alan Class, of course, was still publishing his UK reprints, but they were monthly as opposed to weekly, and Class didn't resize and rearrange the strips in the way Odhams and IPC did.
Comments most welcome, Crivs. And don't forget to click on images to enlarge, then click again for optimum size. You don't wanna strain your eyes, do ya?!
Tuesday, 28 July 2026
SOCIAL WORKER ZONE? Huh! More Like The TWILIGHT ZONE - (Or The PHANTOM ZONE)...
Okay, seeing as how Ash Walmsley introduced him into the discussion in his letter to me, now let's talk about social worker Martin Gourlay. When I first met him, he didn't strike me as willing to be particularly helpful, though, eventually, he appeared to come round to my way of thinking on a couple of issues and managed to get the Home to do likewise. Namely, ensuring my mother's door was shut at all times so that she wasn't subject to the gaze of visitors or other residents when she might not have been fully dressed, or lying in her bed. I wanted my mother's privacy and dignity to be preserved, not have her open to public scrutiny or intrusion when she wasn't very presentable (and even when she was).
The other thing was to get the Home to prepare my mother for bed by 10 p.m. as I had originally stipulated when she first went into the place. Staff were in the habit of letting her sit up until whenever time she wanted to, because some numpty of an alleged 'senior carer' decided that as my mother sometimes went to bed early of her own accord, she was then therefore perfectly capable of going to bed at 10 p.m. This led to my mother sitting up extremely late, resulting in her being too tired to get up at the allotted time in the morning. I'd visit in the evening, only to find her still in bed and unresponsive because she was half-asleep. (Sometimes she was in a deep sleep, and I'd sit with her for a while and then come home.)
It occurs to me now that perhaps he only assisted me in this in order to keep me happy so I had less to complain about, which in turn kept the Care Home happy. However, staff continued to leave my mother's door wide open (or not close it when they saw it was open as they'd been instructed to do). I'll give you more details on that at another time. Like I said in a previous post, I had been trying to get my mother moved elsewhere, but Mr. Gourlay always hit me with the same spiel. "I'd advise against that as it wouldn't be in her best interests" he'd say, though as the relative with POA and a certificate of incapacity, that should have been my decision.
Given recent comments of his, it appears he effectively sabotaged my efforts to have my mother moved by informing Homes I applied to I was always moaning and complaining, inevitably resulting in them not wanting her. And how absurd is it for someone to visit my mother to evaluate her, then decide she seemed happy enough where she was? (Perhaps influenced by Mr. Gourlay's input?) As I said before, my mother would've been happy anywhere as she didn't know where she was to begin with. (She sometimes thinks I live there and asks me what room I'm in.) Moving her to another Care Home would've had no more (if any) adverse effect on her than moving her to another part of the building, which has already been done. As she is deemed unfit to make decisions for herself (aside from minor things like what colour of cardigan she'd like to wear, and what she wants to eat), that decision fell within my purview.
(Also, he said that seeing faces of new staff might be disorientating for her, though there's new staff in the place all the time, they don't keep anyone for long. And I doubt my mother recognises any long-term staff anyway. Nothing but feeble and unconvincing excuses to avoid moving her. No Care Home wants residents removed due to families not being happy with them as it looks bad, and it seems to me Mr. Gourlay is far more concerned with what Care Homes want than what families want.)
When I was 'phoning through a list of lawyers, one told me she had the same problem as I had, but in reverse. Social Work wanted to take her mother into care, whereas she wanted her mother to stay at home and be looked after - as did her mother. That's the thing about social workers - they impose themselves into your life and try and take over, making decisions that should lie within the province of families or individuals themselves. His boss returns from holiday on August 10th; I'm then going to see if I can have him replaced as my mother's allocated social worker with someone else. Even if the Home reverses its ban on me, how can I ever go into the place again, with staff holding the upper hand and being in a position of being able to make any accusations against me they like and be believed? It would be an untenable situation.
Given recent remarks of his, he seems to be siding with Meadowbrook and its employees on this one, without letting me know precisely what I'm supposed to have said (something about sitting on my knee) and who said it, thereby denying me the ability to hold her to account (in a legal way) for it. I've used the line "Well, sit on my knee and tell me what you want for Christmas" around a dozen times in response to people telling me I look like Santa over the last couple of months (with no negative reaction), and I have a dim memory of saying, in response to a comment about there not being enough room to swing a cat in my mother's room, something like "I know - if you wanted to sit down, it'd have to be on my knee, 'cos you're not getting my chair." Sexual harassment? My perfectly formed and finely-chiselled @rse!
Whichever it was, there was no sexual intent behind it, and all lawyers I've spoken to are incredulous about it. (As are various women I'm friendly with.) Knowing the precise words and the identity of my accuser would assist me in having a clearer recollection and help cut through my brain fog. How do I even know my accuser is the person I spoke to? She may have heard a colleague laughing about my remark and appropriated it for her own sinister ends. Meadowbrook doesn't care, as it provides them with ammunition against me.
That's why, whichever one it was, I suspect it's been seized upon in a blatant attempt to 'bring me to heel', in order to discredit my claims and complaints about some of the staff, and to deter me from making their many lapses public (as I threatened to do), out of fear that their (false) allegations of 'sexual impropriety' against me also become known. A scare tactic in other words. Or maybe even just to get their own back on me for making formal complaints about some of them. Hey, it could even be both, as neither possibilities are mutually exclusive.
Wish me well, Crivvies - and this isn't the end of this story - it's only the beginning.
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Update: I've now been informed the 'incident' doesn't relate to either of the two possibilities I suggested (they did occur, but I can't remember who was involved in the first one, and there were a dozen or more separate individuals in the second - outside of the Home - so that makes whatever it was (my knee still features in the allegation, oddly) a definite fabrication. So it's either Meadowbrook trying to frighten me off from revealing any more of their shortcomings, or vengeful staff seeking payback for me complaining about them. Maybe even both. I'm determined to get to the bottom of it.
The 'MYSTERY' Of The MISSING SLIPPERS...
Monday, 27 July 2026
NEWSFLASH! Healthcare Company BANS SON From VISITING His 104 YEAR-OLD MOTHER (Who Has ALZHEIMER'S And CANCER) For Telling The TRUTH About Them - While They Tell LIES About HIM To Do It... (Updated)
Sunday, 26 July 2026
A HORROR STORY THAT IS TRULY TERRIFYING...

Saturday, 25 July 2026
BABE Of The DAY - SANTA's LITTLE HELPER...
Friday, 24 July 2026
NOBODY SEEMS TO 'CARE'...
Okay, continuing on the same theme, when my mother first went into care, the Home said it offered all sorts of extra services, like supplying newspapers (at a price) and sundry other things. Then it changed its mind and said it couldn't obtain newspapers so I would have to find another option. That option appeared in the guise of a seemingly helpful staff member who lived across the road from the Home. She said she visited the newsagent's before work every morning and it would be no bother to get my mother's paper at the same time. She even dropped into work for a while on her days off, and said she would bring in a newspaper then, too.
This went on for a while until management advised me at a care review that it wasn't a good idea. I told the staff member I'd find another way of procuring newspapers, but she said "Nah, don't worry about that, I'll continue to get her papers, 'cos I do what I like, I don't listen to them!" How nice, I thought, so on top of the £50 per month I'd been giving her for the papers, I started giving the woman a gratuity of £20 each month (£70 in total) and she carried on getting them. Then, over several vists, I noticed my mother didn't always get a paper and expressed to another member of staff my concern, who must've mentioned it to the other woman.
(I should perhaps explain that my mother has a memory retention span of around 15-20 seconds. Often, when she gets to the end of a newspaper, she goes right back to the beginning and starts again. However, reading a paper had been part of her daily routine back home and become a habit, which I was trying to maintain for the sake of consistency.)
Next time I visited, the 'paper lady' came into my mother's room and said she'd forgotten to get a paper last time, so she'd bought a TV mag to make up for it. Price of TV mag? Around 45 pence, compared to the cost of around £1.30 for a paper. This happened a few times, and I became concerned about not all the money I supplied for newspapers being spent as it should. I mentioned this to the woman, who told me to get the papers myself then, which I'd been considering doing anyway. However, she still owed my mother two papers as I'd given her the money for them a month in advance. I was visiting my mother the night after she should've been supplied with the two papers (one a daily, one a weekly), but they were nowhere in sight.
What was in sight, though, were various newspapers from several prior visits, as they hadn't been thrown out. Why would two papers from only the day before be absent when older ones were still there? The woman claimed she'd given them to other staff to give to my mother, and even mentioned a 'witness'. When speaking to the person later, her response was "Witness? I wasn't even there!" So, here's a bit of interactive participation for you. What do you call a person who doesn't spend all the money she's been given for newspapers on newspapers, and then lies about it? Other lies were that I hadn't given her the £70 one month, and only given her £60 the month before - total nonsense of course. Anyway, Crivs, over to you...
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WOULD YOU 'CARE' TO READ THIS TRUE TALE?
Let me tell you a story - a true story. This took place just over two years ago and involves a staff member who works at the Care Home my 104 year-old mother currently resides in. I was leaving one night when I noticed there were no bedsheets or duvets on my mother's bed. Spotting a staff member at the end of the corridor, I said "Excuse me..." in a perfectly polite way. Her eyelids flickered, indicating she had heard me but decided not to answer. "Excuse me" I said again, "there's no bedsheets on my mother's bed." Her response? "Nothing' to do wi' me, I've just started my shift - I don't know what happens through the day" (though she should be informed at the handover) she said, without even looking in my direction. Her tone was contemptuous, and her manner seemed to suggest that I was out of order even speaking to her.
"If I don't tell you, you won't know," I replied, only to be met with a brusque "Ah'll pass it on!" I told her I didn't like her tone and I reported her the next day. Because I couldn't supply her name (didn't know it), my complaint was only partially upheld, though as only two or three staff were on in my mother's wing that night, it should've been easy to determine who the offending party was. Remember when I told you on a previous occasion about finding my mother fully dressed, slumped asleep in her armchair in front of the TV (which was still on, as was the room light) at 1 a.m. in the morning? (I'd gone up to check on something.) I also complained about that, and their response was to start locking the outer doors, clearly to prevent me from making any further early morning discoveries of neglect and incompetence. These doors had never been locked before in the two years my mother had been a resident so you can draw your own conclusions. (The inner doors had a keypad entry system to which I had the code.) When I asked this woman why the doors were suddenly being locked, she sarcastically replied "Cuz Ah fancied a change!"
This Care Home has an inability to replace my mother's hearing aid batteries on a regular basis, often leaving her deaf for hours at a time. Sometimes I would ask this woman to replace them and she'd make the excuse that she had something else to do first. This happened at least a couple of times. An hour later, it was time for me to leave, without being able to communicate with my mother as the staff member had apparently disappeared off the face of the earth. When I asked other members, they said they'd go and get the other woman to do it, but again, there was no show. This happened several times, and I had no alternative but to depart when my visit was over without being able to speak with my mother. It was clear to me that the woman was simply being spiteful to get back at me for complaining about her.
A few months back, I arrived and saw her through the windowed inner doors, lolling against the wall while checking her mobile 'phone. I could hear someone from down the corridor, repeatedly calling "Hello, hello, hello..." so this woman must've heard her too. When she looked up from her mobile and saw me, she walked off in the opposite direction from the source of the voice, presumably to avoid me. Once inside, I soon learned that it was my mother, standing at her door and calling for assistance (I hadn't recognised her voice at first), only to be ignored by this particular staff member. (This was documented in an email at the time.) You couldn't make it up, could you? Management, though, seem determined to protect their staff at the expense of the residents and their relatives and I'm made to feel I'm the problem, not their staff.
And now there have been other developments, which I'll share at a later date.
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Thursday, 23 July 2026
FREE BEANO COMIC AT TG JONES...
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