arewethereyet?
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I was very fortunate to meet her in the early naughties, she really was the most wonderful and beautiful lady to have met. It was one that I will not forget, Condolences to her family. RIP dear Honor.
The first peak era.
I'm a huge fan of Goldfinger as I am Daniel Craig's Bond.
I'm fairness though I'm just a huge Bond fan anyway.
I watched Dr No last week, thoroughly enjoyable stuff.
Call me Mr Politically Correct but I'm doubtful that a character called Pussy Galore would feature in today's Bond movies. But goodness me, she was a piece of work - the looks, the voice and a very good actress. Must be one of the top 'Bond girls' of all time.
I was very fortunate to meet her in the early naughties, she really was the most wonderful and beautiful lady to have met. It was one that I will not forget, Condolences to her family. RIP dear Honor.
I was very fortunate to meet her in the early naughties, she really was the most wonderful and beautiful lady to have met. It was one that I will not forget, Condolences to her family. RIP dear Honor.
That really doesn't hold up to 21st century viewing.
Is that the sort of comment this thread really needed?
I was trying to write much the same, but tying myself up in knots.
It's a scene that is 'troubling', but oh my at a base level, it's still a scene!
She died in Lewes of natural causes surrounded by her family. ‘One of us’.
Indeed. If I am allowed to do a bit of name dropping, my father spoke to her during the 1970s, when he was Deputy Head of a Prep School in Putney, and she was calling to enquire about possibly sending her son there. He picked up the phone and she said "Honor Blackman here". He was suitably starstruck, and she remained a favourite of his for the rest of his life. He was delighted when she came to East Grinstead to do a one person evening, and he then saw her in a production called "Last of the Blonde Bombshells". I've no idea, however, whether she sent her son to his school.
Less auspiciously, he once managed to lose Sean Pertwee. He had asked to be able to go with his mates rather than going straight home after school. Dad said yes, and off he went with his mates. He later got a very irate phone call from John Pertwee, demanding to know where his son was.
From ‘Buffalo Soldier’ by Bob Marley: “Fighting on arrival, and fighting Honor Blackman”
RIP