Plus we had an outside toilet. It wasn't all glamour in the swinging sixties.
1967 was a good year. All my family and pets were still around and healthy, I was making new friends at school, great TV programmes like Captain Scarlet and The Prisoner were fresh and exciting, and the 'Power Comics' were at their peak with five titles (Wham!, Smash!, Pow!, Fantastic, and Terrific) and they'd inspired me to draw my own comics on a regular basis. Maybe I'll show you some of my crude, sketchy, early efforts soon.
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It was indeed a good year, both for music and comics, my 2 non-living loves of my life. I say "non-living", because, even better than those, as you show us in the photo, are pets! - Cats and dogs - the best things in the world, bar none!
Without them, my life would be unthinkable!
Lovely article! I wore short trousers and a balaclava in the 60s too. I was eleven in December '67 and still in short trousers. I wore them until I left primary school the following summer. I remember those comics too; I enjoyed reading them. Great memories!
Lovely article! I wore short trousers and a balaclava in the 60s too. I was eleven in December '67 and still in short trousers. I wore them until I left primary school the following summer. I remember those comics too; I enjoyed reading them. Great memories!
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