Goodbye Again

Just over a year ago, I was announcing the advent of my summer vacation, so it will come as no surprise that I’m about to do so again.  Three weeks of no Regular Job, because I need more time to shore up the fabric of the house against utter collapse.

On the subject of utter collapse, in that same entry, I was mentioning that one of my childhood heroes was…

…this fellow.

I am thus rather downcast at the news of his passing.  One of my Facebook contemporaries, responding to that news, said, “You must have had something if you could make a 10 year old kid from Canada want to wear a bowler,” and while I’ve never quite gone in the direction of bowler, I agree with the sentiment.  The Avengers is responsible for my early interest in martial arts and being a decent chap.  This came to me before I had any interest in the possibility of those pursuits attracting Emma Peels; it was just that Steed was so profoundly a good guy that emulation seemed the only thing.

So, because it’s Friday and I always thrust some moving images in here, I have scraped up a bushel basket of Avengers for you.  No Thor, no Iron Man, just a rather decent chap with a dangerous umbrella and a young lady who is (by the lights of the 1960s) his equal.

I don’t promise utter radio silence in the next three weeks.  I may, plumbing and carpentry permitting, make some entries about pens.  Shocking.

Today’s pen: Parker 75
Today’s ink (and about 0.03ml of it, too): Jentle blue-black

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