Simon's
ZX Ramblings - 5: The Big Green Book
What was it that attracted you to your early
to mid '80s computer of choice? Graphics better than the ZX81
and top quality games were the key things that drew us to the
Spectrum. This in turn resulted in our lives being dominated by
the Big Green Book and the Little Black Book.
The Big Green Book (also known as The Proxima
Graphics Planner, fact fans) came along a year or so after we
had first delved into the rubber-keyed world. We had been hooked
on defining our own sprites almost from day one. Not sure what
we ever intended to use them for initially but the day soon came
when we could put them into action.
Along with the improved keyboard, the Spectrum
Plus conversion kit also included the new manual Uncle Clive had
allowed to be written (which was about a third the size of the
spiral bound original) and a new introductory tape. Much better
than Through The Wall on the Horizons original, this version had
a maze painting game. We weren't all that impressed with the sprites
supplied with it, but that was probably the idea as it also had
a built in editing facility. Within days we had plundered the
pre-designed images within those green covers, tired of those
too and invented our own. Well, I say invented, more adapted and
ripped off some we had seen on an arcade machine. In a cafe in
Holland. Eindhoven to be precise. Under the shadow of the great
concrete flying saucer that was the Phillips Evoluon. Where we
had seen such wonders as compact discs for the first time, pedalled
a stationary bike hard enough to light up a tv screen and (most
importantly) eaten wonderful pancakes. With syrup.
But outright theft soon turned to creativity.
People, cars, planes, spacecraft and what can only be described
as "other things" soon appeared. Carefully pencilled
into the little blue 8x8 grids the planner was stacked with. And
then the maths was done to turn those blocky scribbles into pure
numbers that the spectrum could understand. First in strings of
1s and 0s but soon in more sensible numbers, never going higher
than 255 for a solid line of ink. And from there we got more adventurous
still. Graph paper was "obtained" from the maths department
and bigger pixel masterpieces created for later transfer on to
the screen. No image was safe from our wandering pencils. Heroes
of the day such as Garfield were soon rearing their monochrome
heads in our feeble attempts at moving sprites on screen. No magazine
listing was safe either - we knew what the graphic commands looked
like even if we lacked the talent to replicate other routines.
Want to play the Sinclair User version of Donkey Kong Junior with
tarzan instead? Or pacman in a jeep? No worries, just load the
alternative version from the other side of the tape.
A year or so down the line it was clear that
the green book was passed its prime. Pages were begining to fall
out from constant use, and the inserted sheets of purloined paper
were forever dropping to the floor. So the blue folder came into
being, with all the above punched with holes and carefully threaded
on to the rings. And being so useful it soon became the repository
for other useful information.
Recent archaeological research in the lesser
charted reaches of the loft brought the blue folder back into
the light (many apologies if this counts as research and thus
violates rule one). Nestled within the covers I found not only
graphics that touched the nostalgia nerves but also cheat codes
for Manic Miner, maps of Finders Keepers and Project Future and
something else I had forgotten. More sprites, yes, but not ones
we had dreamed up. These were painstakingly copied pixel by pixel
from screenshots in magazines. Did they ever end up back on screen
in something we did? The mind can no longer recall. Certainly
some of the things we drew made their way into early cassette
inlays produced with the Art Studio. And of course now they have
been rediscovered they will no doubt get the Corel treatment when
time permits to lovingly wrap around more modern mini-discs.
Oh, and the little black book? That was where,
in the days before hard drives (or even floppies) or battery back
ups, we kept a record of our high scores. Now that I really would
like to find again...
Simon
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