I'm not quite sure what PETER PARKER is doing here. I know what he's meant to be doing (changing to SPIDER-MAN), but it looks more like he's attempting to master the intricacies of a flamboyant dance step, while at the same time trying to scratch an irritating itch on his back, using his shirt like bathers do when towelling themselves dry. Still, cracking cover though.
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I think I first saw this book in the Virgin Megastore in Glasgow, around the time (or not too long removed from it) it was first published. However, my abiding memory of it is from when I saw it on sale in the Tricorn Centre in Portsmouth, back in 1981 (or possibly '85). Funny how my second memory of it seems to be more prominent than the first.































