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1968: DIARY OF A MONSTER KID - £25.00**

1968 was a formative year for the illustrious Dark Side and Infinity Editor Allan Bryce. At the tender age of 14 going on 15 I no longer needed to stand on a stool to reach puberty. I was also, for the first time, able to get in to see ‘X’ certificate films, which were supposedly forbidden to those under the age of 16. Okay, so I sometimes still got tur ned away when my stick-on beard came loose at the cash desk, or when I foolishly attempted to get an OAP discount - but 1968 remains my formative and favourite year. It was the year in which I got my first job as a weekender at Waitrose and my first girlfriend too, plus proper sex advice from my Dad. 1968 was also the year that the Bryce family moved home, to the charmingly-named Rough Rew Estate in Dorking, and I got to see my first dead body. I also had one or two alarming homosexual encounters which may mean this book gets serialised in Attitude, let’s see. I also went on a hundred mile walk along The Pilgrim’s Way for The Duke of Edinburgh and the bugger never had the good grace to show up and shake my hand and offer me a Knighthood when I arrived knackered (and hyped up on Kendal Mint Cake) at Canterbury Cathedral. Basically I have had such a laugh going through my old Letts Schoolboy Diary to share my early experiences with you lot that I’ll just be glad to have a copy of this book for my own library. I also found it quite sad at times looking back on the great days of my carefree youth before life and its attendant responsibilities kicked me in the wotsits as it does all of us. My Dad had a saying for that too: “If you can’t take a joke fella, you shouldn’t have bloody joined up!” As if any of us reading these words had some sort of choice. Since my fame, or maybe notoriety is a better word, only really spreads as far as our small horror community, or the world of Frank Skinner imitators, I have no doubt that this book won’t be making the best-seller lists any time soon, especially as I’m churning out copies on my John Bull Printing set in my back bedroom, but I hope you enjoy the full story of the year I turned pretty gruesome...