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Just been going through one of my occasional UK punk phases - UK Subs, The Exploited, Anti-Nowhere League, that kind of thing.  Great to see a lot of them are still around and doing gigs, including the Subs' Charlie Harper who is a few months younger than my 80-year-old dad. 
And Wattie from The Exploited is still rocking the red mohawk at 66, and generally not looking very much like his real name is Walter.

He was a big part of the scene when I had a clue about music.  61 is way too young.  Goodbye, Steve, you'll be missed.

Just got through this one too - really enjoyable as always.  And I was never quite comfortable with all the homophobic jibes thrown at Papa Yeltsin.  He was almost certainly based on Uncle Monty from Withnail and I, who was also a sexually-forthright gay character, but Monty was never subjected to all that abuse by the other characters.

True - and the whole point of the celebration was to usher in the summer, which has now begun.

Back on point, that Brendan McCarthy Brit Cit cover is great.  I'd forgotten he'd invented the look of the Brit Cit judge, but it's lovely to see him throw in Armitage, which for me was the strip that epitomised the look and atmosphere of Brit Cit itself

Thanks.  Really gutted I couldn't enjoy it properly but at least I got to watch the show and play a small part in it. Roll on next May.

I'll level with you - I got food poisoning at the start of the weekend and spent very little time cavorting.  I'll spare you the details but I'm still not feeling right.  Ah well, there's always next May.

JBC, I'm pretty sure I have the 1992 yearbook in a pile of neglected comics here and after your that post about your love and loss of it I'd love to send it to you. If you're interested PM me your address.

Sorry, been away from the board for a couple of days.  But wow. What can I say? That's incredibly kind of you and you're an absolute star.  I'll PM you tomorrow. 

Thank you, Funt! On the ball as ever. Is that John McCrea on art duties?

Edit: also, '20th century chamber music'

I seem to remember the Happy Mondays making their way into a Judge Death story in some Dredd special or other. 'You're bending my cantaloupe, man! Call the Judges!'

The 1995 cover is amazing - way better than Joy Hogg, Millar Slade and Fleisher Friday deserve.

I loved that 1992 yearbook - my brother gave me it for Christmas in, I suppose, 1991.  It definitely had a lot not to like - Millar Robohunter, Fleisher Rogue - but Glenn Fabry's new, painted, let's-give-Biz-a run-for-his-money Sláine was amazing, and the reprint of Dash Decent was fine by me, as I couldn't remember it the first time round.  Also, Dredd doing his punchline in a Scottish accent.

I lost it for years, then found it again, but it sadly went the way of most of my possessions in that feckin' boat fire.

The next few Yearbooks - not quite so fond memories, but there were a few decent strips.

In fairness, a god of blue sky would have some nerve expecting any kind of gift the way the weather has been here lately.

No hassle... the only thing is, we still have a wicker arm to fill, and animals aren't enough to appease the gods.
(For the record, most of us aren't actually pagans, but just love a good spectacle and party.)

We believe the gods prefer thieves, outlaws and other criminals, but if we run short, we do not hesitate to make up with innocent men.

On an unrelated note, Kerry's just a county away from Cork, if you fancy a nice bank holiday break...?

[Zenith]

Sorry to hear that. New York Trilogy is one of those books that left me a bit puzzled but under no doubt that I'd just read a masterpiece.

Another is an autobiographical work that will stay lodged in my brain forever - the only thing I forget is the name but I think it was Hand to Mouth.

Zenith owes Paul Auater a debt, and so, now I think about it, does Grant's Animal Man.

I knew a Dug who was a bit of a moody and huffy bastard to work with too.

Good luck with the teeth, BB, there's no misery like dental pain.