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Afternoon Lovers of the Pence Keys of Gold Here's a key Gold Key which takes us up to 107 confirmed pence copies (or "UK Price Variants" if you want to upset a Duck): T&J are filling up now, and maybe only #273 is outstanding (see previous pontifications) Funny story with this one. I've worked for a charity for 7 years now. In all that time I could count the number of comics I've seen donated on one hand. I got a call the other week from one of the shop Managers "Steve, we've got some comics!". Off I dashed, dreaming of AF15's and the like. when I got there, they were old UK comics worth zilch. But inside one of them, was this Tom and Jerry. What are the chances! quite high probably, being in Englandville I suppose. Anyway, maestro, take it away

Oh Yes! And that coat! He lived in that coat. Full marks to the continuity team

I found this story reprinted in a bound copy of the UK Captain Britain comic. It's Andru on pencils and 'Frank Bolle' inking. Frank's surname is almost the word that comes to mind as I look at his destruction of Ross' work. Shows you how important the role of inker is, doesn't it

Niiice. I'm surprised they couldn't think of anything to say on the label

Doc kinda reminds me of Elton John in this picture Oh yeah!

Here's two more recent acquisitions, in typically rotten condition. I do like Clint Curtis. Always just one printing slip away from profanity. And who can resist "Cha-Cha Mingo!" I'll say that again - "Cha-Cha Mingo"... "Cha-Cha Mingo" Here's Paul's' old copy of 'Submarine Attack!' #40 Note the 'little family fish' gatecrashing the cover there. Maybe they were the 'BIG ANSWER'? I said that to the wife the other day by the way. "Honey, you sure have got a big answer". She punched me. Cow.

Ev'ry body Kon-ga! Ev'ry body Kon-ga! It's just occurred to me that no one probably knows what song that is No matter. For the last 800 years it has been assumed that Konga #2 was not penceificated. That's a technical term, meaning "produced with a UK Price Variant", and anyone who says otherwise is a liar. Well, here he is at last: Making each word bigger in line with the 'grew and grew' text was a clever idea. But then again they were always going to run out of room weren't they. Only number 6 is missing now, for Konga Pencea Typical. For Def: 3, 4, 5, 9, 11, 13 & 15.

Ev'ry body Kon-ga! Ev'ry body Kon-ga! The other chap on planet Earth who likes Charlton comics brought this cracker to my attention last week: He spotted it on a site that can't be mentioned for legal reasons. Yes, that one. Oh, how I wish it was mine But it isn't. Still, it's confirmed now, our tenth Charlton 15 ceevee: I've updated my chart and everything

Years ago when I worked in the Bank I used to produce a staff magazine called 'Debaser'. I was a Pixies fan you see, and it seemed an appropriate title as all the magazine did was rip the sh out of everyone It was quite popular and ran for 9 issues over ten years or so. I would take photos of everyone and then draw them with an article which "best reflected their personality". You won't know them of course, but you get the idea. This was before the days of compooters for me and everything was hand done. Letraset, typing, photocopying etc. Took me ages, but I used to quite enjoy it. The eagle eyed among you might recognise the title font / format That's my old boss on the cover there. The chap, not the sheep. The splash page below shows the previous 5 issues. That's me on the cover of - I think - issue 6 - 'baring my soul' in the 'final edition' which never was. What a pompous prig I was in them days (don't say it): Karen looks nice. This next page shows one of the tightest people I ever worked for, who's name escapes me. He looked like Tommy Steele. I've had to censor it: That last line always makes me laugh. And in keeping with the self deprecating approach, here's my write up on me: Handsome chap wasn't I. And despite all the frivolity and Michael extraction, a man prone to episodes of gloom. Anyway, nothing to do with comics, but a reminder that I used to have flair, and used to be able to draw really well. What happened?