My Childhood Hero

Every Tuesday on the dot, I would be off to the newsagent like a shot. A solitary sixpence,all my wealth to pick up my favourite comic from his shelf.Not the Beano,Beezer,Dandy or Eagle... the Hotspur and Wizard were my kings regal. To read of my hero W W Wilson,the wonder man, sporting giant extraordinaire,batted bowled and ran. Soccer ,cricket were a piece of cake, he left all others in his wake. Give him the ball and the game was soon over, he even outscored Roy of the Rover. Bowling right armover,on a sixpence seven times from eight, well above average Wilson was incredibly great. He'd bowl all day at one twenty an hour,never stopping to take shower! In futuristic black body suit,an English record breaker without dispute.My inspiration,this imagined prince, never bettered then,before or since!