It's Inexplicable!

     No, I've absolutely no idea what the Village Guardian is doing in No.2's chair - perhaps 'it's' suffering from delusions of grandeur!    Be seeing you

What's That No.6 Up To?

London 1968 - and the arrival home after the evacuation of the Village.

    "You can't go about dressed like that now you know" the Prisoner said.
    "Why not?" asked No.2.
    "Well you stand out more, dressed like that here, than I did on the day of my arrival in the Village!"
    "Oh you stood out my dear fellow, believe you me. Anyway we're both free men, we can go about dressed as we like, eh Number Six?"
    "I'm not Number Six any longer, just as you are no longer Number Two. You are number nothing!"
    "Oh don't start all that again!"
    "Start all what again?"
    "Look it's been fun, but I really do have to go now, people are waiting."
    "If I decide to do a second series......"
    "Don't call me under any circumstances!"
    "Don't be like that. It wasn't that bad!"
    "Not for you maybe. Look, I still remember in that blessed Embryo Room when you half strangled me. If it hadn't been for Angelo with that truncheon........!"
    "We both got carried away."
    "With our characters?"
    "Yes."
    "Yes, well, some more than most! Well I suppose I can't help but see you next time round."
    "Next time round what?"
    "You'll see. What are you going to do now?"
    "Go home I suppose."
    "What, and take our diminutive friend there with you I suppose?"
    "Well of course."
    "Well take care Number Six, that's my advice to you. And watch out for black hearses, you never know you know."
    After waving his friend off to the Hosues of Parliament, the Prisoner finally returned home with his Butler. As he prepares to get into his Lotus a black hearse drives slowly passed, possibly lurking, waiting for its next victim!
BCNU

Thought For The Day

    Yesterday morning I was listening to a programme on Radio 4. Someone, I forget his name for the moment, was talking to the programme presenter about the early days of television and television programmes at a time when television was only on for 2 hours a day, fancy that.....no, I didn't think you would! But then I had a Prisoner moment, because as the talk progressed it was revealed that in the early days of television people thought television was a two-way thing, like a two-way mirror, that in watching a television programme, 'they' could see YOU through the television set! Such was people's early fears of this that they would put cloths over the screen, and later television sets began to be produced in a wooden cabinet, fitted with front doors so to cover the television screen. And the Prisoner moment? Well doesn't this remind you of anything in the episode of Free For All?
Be seeing you

Caught On Camera

    Number Six may only smokes on the rarest occassions, yet in this picture, taken from A B and C during an interview with Number Two, his nicotine stained fingers, nay his hand, can plainly be observed. Such being the result of Patrick McGoohan's chain smoking!       BCNU

The Therapy Zone

 The Girl Who Was Death

.... Is She The Ultimate Femme Fatale?    

     Certainly this girl who was death was magnificently equipped to deal with any adversary. She was an alluring woman who caused men distress, none more so that the Colonel and Mr. X. And as for Potter, contact man for both the Colonel and Mr X at the cricket match, he soon had his binoculars trained on the sexy minx!

   "Deadlier than the male" are words that spring to mind, feminine but deadly. Armed with not only her femininity, but a Maxim machine gun, German hand grenades, and motor launcher! And the traps this girl set are nobodies business. In the Butchers there was the Bren machine gun, the Bakers was a mine field, once you managed to survive the electrified steel spikes below the trapdoor! And the Candlestick makers was probably the worst of the three. Steel double glazing to keep out the draughts, but at the same time keeping out the air too. And as for the candles themselves, well they not only give off cyanide gas, but also explode if blown out! A sound trap in anyone’s idea of sound traps, but in the exploding candles lies the girls failing. Because Mr. X uses this to blow out the door to the Candle Makers, and thereby ensuring his survival. Yet once outside there is a machine gun to face, hand grenades, and a motor launcher, any one of which could seal his fate.

   A particularly nasty piece of work, this girl who was death, this femme fatale. She said she had just realised something, that she didn't want to kill him any more, which just goes to show that this girls word cannot be taken at trust.

   He clothes are white, representing virginity, and probably she still is a virgin, not having yet found a man to come up to her very high standards. If, and I do say if, Mr. X had actually fallen for this girls charms, then each day he woke, he would have to keep his wits about him. She saw them as having a wonderful time together. that he would be a constant challenge to her. Yes, every day a new way of dying, and another day to survive! I don't think that even Mr. X would be up for that challenge!

  She is her fathers daughter, he mother having died in her last cavalry charge. When exactly was that, during the first World War, or the war before that I wonder? And it was her father who taught his daughter to kill, and in return she has looked after her father, never marrying, what man would live long enough to stand with her at the altar?

   Beautiful, yes, feminine certainly and very, very deadly. A female praying mantis, or a Scorpion would be hard pressed to match her skill!

BCNU...I hope!

Thought For The Day

    During The Chimes of Big Ben No.2 told Fotheringay to return to London before any embarrassing questions are asked. What embarrassing questions, and who would be asking them? Certainly not the Colonel! Perhaps No.2 was concerned that Fotheringay has been away too long!  BCNU

Village Pin-Up

    Nadia Gray who is always the flavour of the day.  Be seeing you.