The Prisoner And Me - Me And The Prisoner

   Perhaps it is what the Prisoner has done that holds him Prisoner, such as the act of his resigning his job. After all Number 14 described his going over and over his act of resignation in his mind in 'A B and C' as an anguish pattern. Perhaps he regretted his action, and for that he cannot let it go. Perhaps if he allowed himself to talk about it. But I suppose if you rid yourself one one thing which holds you prisoner, you only go and find something else. That image on the left for example, that's no longer who I am, modelled on the Prisoner, wearing an exact replication of the Prisoner's own clothes. I let him go a long time ago, and have become someone else, over time. Yet I'm still a prisoner. So why don't I escape? I like my prison, it's cosy and warm. I'm my own boss, I do each day the things I want to do, and much of that is writing and communicating with fellow fans of an iconic television series. So I am a prisoner of 'the Prisoner,' yes that is how I have described myself in the past. But really I work with 'the Prisoner,' and in that lies the difference.
   I'm also a gardener, tending the new plants. Although I was never good at mathematics at school, often making it up as I want along, and clearly failing my maths CSE examination. Imagination, that is one of my strengths, a strong, sometimes over active imagination. So I wonder what kind of Village I might create in my subconscious? I like steak and chips, so instead of everything in wraps, everyone would eat steak and chips! The emblem of the Village? Well the canopied Penny Farthing is a powerful logo, yet I like the Art Deco design of THEPRIS6NER logo, so it would have to be something else. But I would keep the Village salute of the original Village. Would I set my Village in Portmeriion? No. Once upon a time I would have done, but no longer. My love affair with Portmeirion has long since fizzled out, and all that remains are happy and fond memories, as Portmeriion used to be, not as it has become.
   Sometimes I used give the Village salute in shops when I'm was out and about. Some shop assistants took no notice, others gave a queer look, but one or two knew what I'm on about.
    I've got a couple of un-published short stories based on 'the Prisoner,' one entitled 'Roverson Crusoe,' the second is about what takes place the day after Appreciation Day, and perhaps one day they'll be published. If not elsewhere, then here amid my blog.

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