The previous post is still open for business, Crivs, but striking while the iron is hot, which 10 albums would you choose to take to a desert island? Is that an easier or a harder task? In fact, let's add DVD movies - which ones would you choose? And don't worry, you'll have the required solar powered equipment you need in order to play them.
Occasionally, I find myself listening to Radio Four's Desert Island Discs, and I always wonder whether the guests feel frustrated at being permitted to choose only 8 records. I don't think I'd be able to limit myself to a mere 8, so what I'm about to ask of you is perhaps a bit cheeky. However, let's make it 10, and let's also include comics and books as well as single records. That's 10 of each by the way, so 30 items in all. (I'll maybe do LP albums another time, but for the moment it's singles.)
So, Crivvies, were you told you were going to be exiled on a desert island (no, I don't mean Millport), what 10 records would you choose to take with you, and the same goes for which 10 comics and which 10 books you'd pick for your time on the island. Don't worry, there's a solar powered record player waiting there for you. Oh, wait, there's another aspect, isn't there. If you could only have one item from each 10, which one would it be? (That's even tougher to decide, eh?) Give it a think and then let loose in the comments section.
Today marks 53 years since I first moved into my current home in June of 1972 so I felt a few words were in order. ("Make it just a few then, eh, Kid?" I hear some of you say.) Earlier today, as I sat in an armchair on the lefthand side of the fireplace, it didn't seem so very long since I, as a 13/14 year-old youth, was in the habit of doing the very same thing, especially on a Saturday when I usually bought whatever comics I was getting at the time.
I've used this 'analogy' before (not one I originated), but it really does feel like I went to bed last night as a teenager and woke up this morning as the decrepit pensioner I now am, though in my mind I still think of myself as a teenager. 53 years gone in a blink, it's hard to come to terms with. Back in the '70s the future seemed a long way off and I erroneously believed it was so far away that it would take 'forever' to get there. Boy, was I mistaken about that.
Honestly, it doesn't seem too much of an exaggeration to say my first day in this house was only yesterday or last week at the most, so quickly has the time passed. Part of the reason may be because I'm in the same house now as I was then and nothing much at all has changed in my day-to-day life; no wife, no kids or grandkids, everything seemingly the same-old-same-old, with nothing of note to mark the passing of the years.
I often wonder if it's different for those who've lived in various houses and neighbourhoods over the decades. As they've experienced nigh-countless events and met many more people, and lived in several other places, do their lives seem fuller and more enriching due to having packed so much more into them than me? I've lived quite a tame life in that I've never been abroad or stayed elsewhere for any length of time, so there aren't so many 'landmarks' in my life as in theirs.
Or does it really make a difference? Even to those who've lived exciting, cram-packed lives in numerous towns or cities, perhaps their lives don't seem any longer at the end of the day, despite all the rich and varied experiences they've tasted over the years. Whether you run through life, partaking of every opportunity there is to be had, or casually amble through it without doing much at all, maybe one lifetime seems just as long or as short in one's twilight years as the other.
What do you think, readers?
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I remember first seeing Typhoon Tracy sometime around the mid-to-late '60s in a comic in my primary school classroom during a break one day. Couldn't tell you if it was an old copy of Hurricane or a then-current issue of the merged title of Tiger and Hurricane, maybe even an Annual or Summer Special, but whichever publication I saw him in was a classmate's and not my own, which is why I no longer recall (if I ever did) precisely which printed weekly or yearly periodical it was where I first laid my baby-blue eyes on him.
Hurricane lasted only 63 issues, from February 1964 until May '65, though the Annuals continued until 1973 (for '74), so it had a good long run past the life of its weekly counterpart. Typhoon Tracy was the star, similar to Valiant's Captain Hurricane, though Tracy was a sailor, not a marine. Close to 30 years ago, I obtained numbers 1 and 3 and they've sat in a cupboard for all this time without me ever reading them. "Must get #2" I often thought, as I later normally bought #s 1-3 of most new titles, even if I never continued with them.
Anyway, before I bore you all to death, I recently acquired #2 and finally completed the trio, so I thought I'd show you the covers of them, along with a combined ish of Tiger and Hurricane, which hopefully you'll appreciate seeing. Did any of you Crivvies (the older ones obviously) ever buy Hurricane back in the day, and if so, what did you think of it? Start typing those comments now - every one gratefully appreciated, not just by me, but by your fellow Crivvies too. So who's going to be the first to take the plunge? (And say if you'd like to see some contents.)
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Well that sure didn't take long. Ordered on Friday evening, delivered early this afternoon, yet another incarnation of the James Bond Aston Martin D.B.5., this one by Playmobil. No point me wittering on about it when I can simply show you some photos taken with my own trusty camera. Perhaps I should just point out that although it's got various features, only the ejector seat is operated by a lever (the exhaust - on the correct side, unlike the Corgi Toys version) at the back. The bulletproof shield, machine guns, front and rear overriders, and four tyre-slashers are 'operated' by pulling them out manually, or in the case of the number plates, revolving them. Love it to bits, though I'd say 007 definitely needs a haircut. (And thanks to reader and commenter Monty for the heads up about this wonderful toy, which first came out in 2021.)
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I finally managed to obtain volume four of Howard The Duck The Complete Collection at far more than it has a right to cost, but it was bugging me that I only had the first three. Why's it so difficult to obtain at a reasonable price? Was it a small print run, was it withdrawn from circulation for some reason, or is it due to other circumstances entirely? On Amazon it's priced at £784.99 and I've seen it at not much less elsewhere. Fortunately, I managed to get my copy for nowhere near those extreme prices, though it was still a bit more than I'd have preferred to pay. However, I felt compelled to complete the quartet so stumped up what the seller was asking for, then had to pay p&p charges from the States. The preceding three books can be purchased for around their original price (or less), so why this one commands such huge sums is a mystery.
Anyway, just in case you've been looking for this volume but couldn't find or afford it, I thought I'd share the front and back covers with you. If you ever manage to track down a copy at a reasonable price, consider yourself very lucky and snap it up right away. In fact, I wish I'd bought this when I first saw it several months back, as it was around £20-£25 cheaper from the same seller. Ach, well - you win some, you lose some.
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I remember the event well, even after more than 60 years. I was standing in our primary school playground and my older brother came over and handed me TV Century 21 #1 to take home with me at 3 o'clock as he didn't get out until 4. Over the previous couple of days or so, he'd searched around various newsagents looking for a copy but without success (sold out), so I assume he'd obtained his new acquisition from a classmate. This would've been a few days before the second issue hit the shelves, so we were in on the ground floor (by a whisker) when the iconic comic for boys first hit the scene. Curiously, I became a regular buyer of the comic, whereas I don't think my brother ever bought another copy again. (He read mine though.)
Although we now had the actual comic, we never owned (or even saw) the free gift. I assume the original owner had kept it for himself, which meant the coded messages at the end of each story were a mystery to me when I started buying the comic every week. Not that it much bothered me to be honest, and when I think about it now, it seems a needlessly contrived way of telling readers not to miss the next issue as some of these messages seemed quite long. Over the passing decades though, I've often felt it would be rather nice to have an 'Identicode' to insert within one of my two copies of the first issue. And guess what - now I've got one!
A tad expensive (don't ask) but great to finally have, it's probably one of the very finest examples of this free gift in existence - unfolded and unused. (Might even be the finest example.) Anyway, having turned the clock back 60 years for a short time and before I insert it into my #1 (why does that sound suggestive?), I thought I'd post it on the blog for all you Crivvies to see. I'll be living on beans for a few months, but what the hey?! A guy's got to get his priorities right and I just couldn't let this one get away. If any of you have (or had) this gift back in the day, share your memories of it in our captivating comments section.
My next task is to use it to decode a few messages in the comic. Hardly something to get excited over, but a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.
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In the previous TV Action cover gallery, I showed you issues 59-70, which represented all the ones published when I lived in my previous house. Numbers 71-82 came out after we'd moved elsewhere, so I thought, just for balance, I'd show you them as well. I'm unsure as to just how long I continued to buy the comic after 82, though I likely bought at least an occasional issue until it's subsummation into TV Comic, TVA's final issue being 132.
It was a fairly good comic, all things considered, and though I mainly associate it with my previous home, there are elements of the title (such as the announcement of the create a villain for Dr Who competition winner and the baddie's subsequent appearance in the strip) that remain firmly part of early memories of my current residence, first moved into in 1972.
Anyway, that's enough tedious waffle from me - enjoy the colourful images below and revive some of your own reminiscences of this relatively short-lived weekly periodical from the faraway '70s.
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You know this already as I've mentioned it a few times now, though some of you probably knew before I ever blogged about it, especially those who've read The Great Book Of Corgi. The 1965 Corgi Toys 261 Aston Martin D.B.5 was issued in a gold colour because, so one story goes, it looked like unpainted metal in silver. (Though other silver coloured models apparently looked all right.) Another story is that it was painted gold to tie in with the name Goldfinger, but as neither story is necessarily mutually exclusive, both accounts might be true.
In 1968, Corgi Toys released 270, a newly-tooled, slightly larger version (by a few millimetres), painted the correct silver birch colour with a couple of extra features, namely rear tyre-slashers and revolving number plates. The '65 model was actually a 'customised' D.B.4 (despite what it claimed on the base), as testified to by the tail lights which weren't amended when the existing moulds were pressed into service so that Corgi could capture the 1965 Christmas market in time. The '68 version was not only in the right colour, it also had the proper tail lights.
So after 60 years, Corgi have reissued the 261 version, but this time in the correct colour. Just think, this is what the car would've looked like back in '65 if they hadn't decided to give it the 'Midas' touch. Who knows though, maybe in an alternate universe somewhere, this is how the car first saw the light of day? To those who had one back in the mid-'60s, which do you prefer - the silver or gold version? Do tell if you'd be so kind.
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