Asterix and Obelix

As a kid, I absolutely loved Asterix and Obelix. It was the perfect mix of humour, history, and cartoonish chaos. Studying Latin at school and being fascinated by Roman history made it even more enjoyable — I got such a kick out of the clever historical jokes and wordplay. I adored Dogmatix (especially when he’d get upset about trees being cut down), and I always looked forward to the grand feast at the end of each story, with the bard gagged and tied to a tree while everyone else tucked into roast boar. Obelix’s obsession with wild boar and his delight in biffing Romans never got old. It was pure, joyful fun — and somehow still feels timeless.