Monday 5 March 2018

THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGING... (UPDATED)


SUPERMAN copyright DC COMICS

I find myself with a few spare moments, so even though the blog is officially 'retired', I thought I'd dash off a quick post for anyone who might still be feeling deprived over the absence of any regular posting on Crivens!  What follows is the result - hope it doesn't prove a disappointment for you.

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Well, "Yes" and "No" is my response to the exasperated question I imagine some of you may be asking.  Yes, it is a post about me renewing and replacing a 'poster' on my wall, and no, it isn't just that.  Intrigued?  Then read on, MacDuff.

I obtained the above issue of the RADIO TIMES in Southsea or Portsmouth back in April of 1981, around three weeks before returning home and eventually putting the cover up on one of my bedroom walls.  (I still have the 3 page SUPERMAN article from inside.)  There it stayed for two years before we moved house, whereupon it took up residence on the wall of my new room, where it stayed for the final three years out of four.  (I had to wait a year for the house to settle before decorating, as it had just been newly built.)  Then, as any regular readers will be tired of reading, we moved back to our former home, and the image resumed it's previous place on the wall, where it's been for around 30 years.

I'm sure you're all aware of just what 30 years can do to a piece of paper, and sure enough, the page had become tanned and perhaps just a tiny tad faded.  Also, when I'd first stuck it up on the wall, I used so-called 'invisible' tape, which despite claims to the contrary, can brown and shrink over time - and it had!  (Originally, I'd carefully and neatly taped it all the way around the edges, half on the page, half on the wall, but latterly, it was held in place by small pieces of double-sided tape on the back.)  So, recently, I took down the image, carefully cut away the margins of the page, replaced the line of print on the top right-hand corner with an enhanced copy of the original (the surrounding area whitened, the words darkened), scanned it against a white background, then printed out a superior copy the same size as the 'master copy'.  I also took the opportunity to digitally remove any noticeable wrinkles and scuffs, though I didn't bother with minor imperfections.

So a nice new replica now adorns that same space on the wall, but I haven't yet disposed of the original.  I find it hard to casually cast off something that I've had for 37 years, more than half my life away.  I'll maybe paste it onto a piece of card and put it with the few internal pages that I yet possess, but that's a decision for another time.

Anyway, the other topic I wanted to mention is just how amazed I am that, after staying in Southsea for around 3 or 4 months, when I returned home, I fitted right back into my old life as though I'd never been away and never really missed Southsea or Portsmouth.  Looking back, it seemed that I instantly forgot about my time there, but I now realise that's not quite true.  It was still all so recent and fresh in my mind that I simply didn't feel far enough removed from it for me to miss the place.  That takes time of course, but I still remember my first day back home and how easily and effortlessly I resumed my old routine.  I ran into someone I knew on my first day back, and he said "I thought you were down in Portsmouth?"  "Just got back this morning!" I said as we passed one another, but he looked as if he didn't quite believe me, and it occurred to me to wonder if he thought I'd invented my intention to visit the place and had just been staying out of sight for a few months.

You're probably wondering why I even mention the subject, but I'm astonished that I could live in another part of the country for that length of time, with different neighbours, different accents, different shopping centres, different experiences, different points of reference, different local newspaper, etc., - and then remove myself from it all, seemingly without even a backward glance or feeling of regret or displacement.  (And I really enjoyed my time there.)  As I said though, it was all still so recent to me that it simply never occurred to me to miss it.  Perhaps, subconsciously, part of me was still there, which would help explain the ease with which I returned to my old routine.

(The same sort of thing happened when my family flitted to another house in a different neighbourhood back in 1972.  Because I still attended the school on the other side of the street from my old house, and also due to the fact that I hung around the shopping area across from the house in the evenings, I never really missed the place until years later, after we'd moved to yet another house and neighbourhood in '83.  Enough water had passed under the bridge by then and my daily routine had changed to such an extent that I began to 'pine' for things as they'd been between 1965 and '72.  I now realise that it usually takes time to miss what was once familiar and regular in our everyday lives.) 

Anyway, perhaps you feel this post is a bit pointless or self-indulgent - and it probably is, but I wanted to get my thoughts (however insignificant) down on paper (figuratively speaking of course) before they disappeared back into the void whence they came.  And look on the bright side - at least you've got a nice colourful Superman cover to print out and hang on your wall, just like me.  And who wouldn't want to be just like me, eh?  (Hey, where'd everybody go?!)

17 comments:

RickH said...

Just nice to see you're still here!

Oscar Dowson said...

Everybody's still here, and hoping that the blog rises from the grave. I for one miss it.

Kid said...

Thanks RH and OD. There are still a couple of unpublished 'Titans Cover Comparisons' posts in my draft file, so they might pop up before too long.

vwstieber said...

You know, I rather enjoyed reading your post, self-indulgence and all ;) Seriously, a most delightful piece.

Kid said...

And most delightful to hear so, VW, so thanks very much for taking the time.

Lionel Hancock said...

Honest Citizen here. Good to see some comic discussion again. .Did not realise Superman made the cover of RT. A good score getting that

Kid said...

He appeared again in 1988 (I think), LH, on a cover by Dave Gibbons. So that's twice that I know of, perhaps even more.

libraryguy said...

Go, will ya, just leave...

Kid said...

Says everyone (about you) who's just read your comment. @sshole!

-3- said...

The above commenter gave me a good laugh.

I've been catching a series that has been in my watch pile for ages - Parks & Recreation. The episode i watched last night (s02e08) spent half of the episode ripping on librarians, which i didn't really get at the time. Today it's a much funnier episode.

Dialogue included:

"Punk-ass book jockeys"

"I should have known you'd use a low blow, dirty pool, BS move like that. That's why everybody hates the library."

"Every time she laughs, an angel dies. Even telemarketers avoid her. Her birth was payback for the sins of man. But you know the worst thing about her?
She works for the library."

This termite you've got in your woodwork certainly upped my enjoyment level of that episode.

Kid said...

'Libraryguy' is only the janitor in the school library, 3. He surely can't be a teacher with such an obviously limited intellect. I used to work in my local central library - I left after about 6 months because some of the people were awful. One of my old schoolmates says I look like the guy with the 'tache in Parks & Recreation. I tuned in for a few episodes - he's right. Yeah, the termite is an @asshole, no doubt about it. Sounds like one of those nut-jobs who goes on killing sprees in schools 'cos he can't get no respect.

vwstieber said...

I dated a librarian for several years (long ago). She started out in healthcare and while we were dating, she changed to a less stressful job. My god she was hot...if you've ever seen of *ahem* "those" movies that has a really sexy librarian under all those clothes and glasses, you'll know what I mean.

Not sure where I'm going with this, but yeah...so Superman? On a cover? Right then, good stuff!

Kid said...

I know exactly what you mean, VW - there was a woman like that at my library - after I'd left, unfortunately. I still see her from time to time today and she gives me a little wave. Yeah, Superman on a cover - I can't get my mind off bespectacled lady librarians now.

baggsey said...

A very interesting “think” piece, Kid. I know the feeling you mean. Upon my return from my first the US in 1977, it was a weird feeling to be dropped back in your everyday life as though nothing had happened, yet in those weeks away your entire world view had been reshaped by new experiences, new people, new places. I think that it takes a while for one’s brain to process the information and impact of it. Sounds like the experience was significant enough to have stayed in your mind all these years. (Even the trip to Gosport!).

Sounds like you lived in Southsea long enough for it to become “local” in your mind, and Southsea remains a mental extension of your usual stamping ground. At least that’s the way I feel about a number of places around the globe I’ve returned back to sufficiently to feel that I can walk around and feel comfortable.
It would be interesting if past Southsea luminaries who spent time there felt the same way (Arthur Conan-Doyle, H G Wells, Dickens, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Neville Shute, etc).

Kid said...

Yeah, it's amazing how quickly one can adjust to new places, people, and experiences, isn't it, B? And when I returned to Southsea/Portsmouth in 1985 for a few months, it seemed like I'd never been away. I've wanted to revisit since then for years, but if I ever do, it'll be strange to see the changes that have undoubtedly occurred - like no Debenhams, and HMS Vernon being a shopping centre, etc. No doubt I'll lament the shops I used to frequent that disappeared years back after I left. Do you remember a cafe called The Early Bird (just along from the Salvation Army Hall) in Albert Road? It used to have a catfish (or two) in a tank, which used to sit on a shelf.

baggsey said...

I do remember where The Early Bird cafe was , between the Waverly Rd junction and the Salvation Army Citadel, but never ate there. A quick look at Google Street View confirms cafe still along there, but under different names.
I most recently visited Southsea back in August 2019 and loved strolling around (but it was a glorious sunny day).
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Kid said...

I was last there in 1985 or '86 (I went for a few days just for a break, but can't recall exactly when), which is a helluva long time ago. The Early Bird was a bit of a dive, but I didn't mind. Used to get scrambled egg and chips there quite often. At least until I discovered Eve's Cafe, then I didn't go to the EB quite so often.



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