Friday 4 October 2013

The Therapy Zone

   George Baker is the new No.2, his arrival and changeover has gone unseen. And his term of office is so short we are left wondering why they even bothered. And yet they had to!
    However this new No.2 loses no time in taking up his term of office, by assigning No.9, previously assigned to Cobb, now to No.6. The new No.2 bears many characteristics of those of his predecessor, charming and genial, yet there is a hint more of menace about this man. there is a cruel streak running through this No.2, he enjoys seeing the Prisoner struggle to escape in the helicopter, the controls of which are taken over by an operative in the control room, and who flies the helicopter back to the village by remote control. He  enjoys making No.6 think that there is a way out of the village, and positively enjoys the pleasure at seeing how easily No.6 has been tricked. And is gratified that there are no loopholes, and that there is positively no escape from the village.

Abracadaver
    Cribb a 1980-81 television series set in Victorian London and which revolves around Detective Sergeant Cribb of the Criminal Investigation Department.
   Well this is all fine and dandy as you might say, but what's it to do with the Prisoner, I mean what possible connection might there be? Well no direct connection it has to be said, and indeed why should there be. However in the episode Abracadaver, which I just happened to be watching a couple or so weeks back one Sunday morning, I just so happened to observe the abduction of certain entertainment artistes from a London theatre. Abductions of twin trapeze perfumers, members of a dance troupe, a magician and his female assistant, abductions carried out by two gaunt looking men dressed in black frock coats and top hats who carried a long box between them, and who then sat aboard a black horse drawn hearse as they drove away from the scene.
   Does that description sound familiar? Well I thought it might. And the reason behind the abductions, well there was certainly no village involved, only Victorian "risqué theatre."

Leonard Snuffit of the Girl Who Was Death didn't make candles like those exploding ones. In fact he didn't make candles at all, he was a candlestick maker, there is a difference you know, or perhaps you didn't.

    During the episode of It's Your Funeral No.100 exchanged No.6's wrist watch whist No.6 was taking part in a Kosho match. When No.6 returned to his locker his watch had stopped. He didn't realise that it wasn't actually his own watch, shouldn't he have noticed this? After all, No.6 does have a strong sense of identity, and that you wont catch him out on his possessions as No.2 once said. The general wear and tear on my own wrist watch would certainly have been an indication that it is in fact my wrist watch. but then again the village administration is clever, damned clever and replicate anything perfectly.

"You'd hardly know yourself would you Number Twelve!"
    Some people are lucky if they get one make-over in a life time. No.6 however, or is it No.12 I can never tell which, gets not just the one make-over, but two!
 First the hair is dyed, and both beard and moustache are shaved off. Then hair restyled and combed to look like the man in the photograph.
     And you wouldn't know yourself would you No.6, oh sorry - No.12. But then this make-over was only reversing the previous make-over which No.6 had been put through at an earlier date.
   First his beard and moustache are trimmed and cut. Then the beard shaved off, and both hair and moustache are dyed black.
   Then the final touches, and then you'd hardly know yourself again No.6., ooh sorry, No.12. And he thinks he's had it bad in the village. All this pampering, and by tow damned attractive girls at that, he should be so lucky!

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