The saddest part of ageing is seeing the ones we adored pass. Patrick McGoohan was a hero of mine. I recall watching him when I was so small, first at The Scarecrow of Romney Marsh, then as sauve John Drake in Danger Man/Secret Agent, then in the highly imaginative The Prisoner in the late 1970s. No single small series has ever generated such discuss and debate.
McGoohan was a rogue. Refused the offer of play James Bond, often professed he didn't indugle in vices on screen that he didn't do off screen. I laughed, wondering if that included murder, as he had managed a few of those over the years.
McGoohan was bloody handsome, with intense blue eyes, but it was the intelligence behind those eyes that captured the attention.
I can only say in his passing, I am deeply saddned.
Patrick....be seeing you.......
