It was a pleasantly sunny afternoon in 1979, probably in June or July. I was working in my town's central library back then, and had become pally with a summer worker who was also a comics fan. We'll call him Bob Billens to spare his blushes should he read this, and we'd been sent out by our 'library masters' to collect overdue books from houses around the town.
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Friday 16 September 2016
"THIS TIME - - THING MUST DIE!" (OR: 'NEW FOR OLD')...
It was a pleasantly sunny afternoon in 1979, probably in June or July. I was working in my town's central library back then, and had become pally with a summer worker who was also a comics fan. We'll call him Bob Billens to spare his blushes should he read this, and we'd been sent out by our 'library masters' to collect overdue books from houses around the town.
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If you are not around in 35 years then your pictures certainly won't be. Any pictures I put on the wall back in the '70s have long since disappeared into the mists of time but I still remember some fondly such as the festive scene which appeared on the back of the 1976 Marvel UK comics - the one with Captain Britain surrounded by other Marvel characters which I stuck on the wall for the next 3 or 4 Christmases. But I couldn't look at the same picture for 35 years - the only thing on my walls is a BBC Wildlife calendar in the front room which obviously changes every month. One month looking at the same image is long enough for me (this month it's a hyena).
ReplyDeleteThing is, CJ, you can't be certain about the pictures. If I fall off the twig in, say, 25 years, the new occupier might like my room as it is and keep it that way - who can know? I'm quite happy to have the same pictures around me, as I like being surrounded by the familiar. Also, it makes it seem like time has stood still and that there's only one big 'now'.
ReplyDeleteKid, you're clearly an optimistic fellow if you think the new occupiers will keep your room intact - I fear the bin will be the destination for your beloved pictures (sorry to be harsh but I'm just being realistic). And good luck on reaching 82 - both my parents died in their 70s. I once asked my father how long he thought he'd live - "90" he replied but he actually dropped dead aged 71. My mother predicted she wouldn't live to see her 80th birthday - she was correct and died aged 77.
ReplyDeleteWell, obviously my hope that the pictures will still be there in 35 years is dependent on me still being around, a situation which I can't guarantee. However, fact is, you can't foretell what will happen with any certainty, CJ. If all my 'posters' look new (as is my intention), there's no reason why a teenage comics fan might not want to keep the room as it is. I know if I walked into my room and saw it for the first time, I'd probably want to keep it the way it is. All depends on who moves in after me, doesn't it? it might seem unlikely, but my point is you never can tell. And if I live for another 35 years, I'll be 92, going on 93 - not 82. Guess what 'though? I come from a line of 'long-livers'.
ReplyDeleteAh well, you WILL live to 92 then. I said 82 because of your line: "If I fall off the twig in say, 25 years". Apparently most of the babies born today will live to be 100 or more - but that depends on what the world will be like at the end of this century, doesn't it. If the worst of climate change happens things could start going downhill pretty fast and we'll soon be back to life as it was in previous centuries - nasty, brutish and short.
ReplyDeleteI'm aiming for 200 at least. A man has to think big, CJ!
ReplyDeleteKid, I can see you, aged 90, shuffling around on your zimmer frame and explaining to the 20 year-old home help who exactly the Thunderbirds and Yogi Bear were :D
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like me NOW, CJ, never mind at 90.
ReplyDeleteIts a cool thing you are doing.
ReplyDeleteTa muchly, Baab.
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