When we moved to Moseley, now chum Ken risked a severe thrill power overload by taking on my 2000AD pile. I realised that, since I continued to buy 2000AD, I would, eventually, finished up with another enormous pile I'd need to get find a new home for. The obvious solution was to head this off at the pass by handing the accumulated comics over to Ken at regular intervals. Conveniently, Tharg now wraps up all the ongoing stories in mid-December, in preparation for kicking it all off again with a Radio-Times-style-Christmas'n'New-Year bumper issue. As a result around this time of year, I bundle up the year's comics and hand them over to Ken.
That wrapping up, passing over, and big fat issue has come to mark the end of the year and start of the whole "festive" period for me. It might be slightly foolish that a magazine's publishing schedule plays such an apparently significant role, but hey! these are secular times we live in, no matter what those god-botherers tell you. These blooming Christians are always trying to spoil Christmas for the rest of us. Anyway, there it is and it has many of the attributes we associate with Chrimbo. It prompts me to reflect on the year gone by and look forward to the year ahead. It gives Ken and I a reason to get together and enjoy each other's company. Ken has the pleasure of fun-filled prezzie, while I get the warm glowy feeling of a good prezzie given. Tradition perpetuated via the vehicle of the Britain's, nay, the Galaxy's greatest comic. Hurrah!
Merry Christmas chums, and Splundig vur Thrigg.