You Only Live Twice. Once When You

People Do Connect Me With James Bond Simply Because I Happen To Like Scrambled Eggs And Short-sleeved Shirts And Some Of The Things That James Bond Does, But I Certainly Haven't Got His Guts Nor His Very Lively Appetites.

He Was A Secret Agent, And Still Alive Thanks To His Exact Attention To The Detail Of His Profession.

Against The Background Of This Luminous And Sparkling Stage Bond Stood In The Sunshine And Felt His Mission To Be Incongruous And Remote And His Dark Profession An Affront To His Fellow Actors.

It Was The Same With The Whole Russian Machine. Fear Was The Impulse. For Them It Was Always Safer To Advance Than Retreat. Advance Against The Enemy And The Bullet Might Miss You. Retreat, Evade, Betray And The Bullet Would Never Miss.

Today We Are Fighting Communism. Okay. If I'd Been Alive Fifty Years Ago, The Brand Of Conservatism We Have Today Would Have Been Damn Near Called Communism And We Should Have Been Told To Go And Fight That. History Is Moving Pretty Quickly These Days And The Heroes And Villains Keep On Changing Parts.