COWBOY ON HORSEBACK
A friend of my Dads had given me an old Annual that had instructions as how to make a holster out of leather. Press-ganged into the work my Dad cut up an old handbag and stitched together the best looking holster I had ever seen. Strung through a wide leather belt it took on an awesome realism. All I needed now was a gun.
Several jumble sales later a replica gun was purchased and at last the neighbourhood could be saved of any outlaws. Many hours were spent in front of the mirror practising my sneer and being the fastest draw. Killing the bad guys felt good. Falling down dead from fatal wounds was good as well. I didn’t have a horse, but the one in the drawing looks a mighty fine steed.