PC49 was in The Eagle - and before that on the radio, but it was only in the Eagle that he started running a Boys Club for reforming young hoodlums. "Oh my Sunday helmet" was the strongest language he ever used in a crisis, but he always able to deal effectively with the villains and the spivs.   We could do with him today.

The "Wizard" if I remember right, was for girly swots only, as it didn't contain any pictures. You don't remember rightly. Proper adventure comics didn't have more than a few pictures in those days, mostly tiny grey print, but great stories. Only baby comics like Beano and Dandy had much in the way of pictures. That was until The Eagle came along and changed everything.

There were some brilliantly daft serials - there was one about this lawman in the Wild west who got on the wrong side of some Medicine Man, and was turned into a centaur. He still had to do his job, without letting people know about the change. And the boy who bought some strengthening exercise equipment by mail order, but they sent him the ones meant for elephants, so he got incredibly strong.