'Callan' was one of my favourite programmes.
I even tried to get Elleston 'Adam Hall' Trevor to consider him for the role of Quiller.
Woodward was a militaria enthusiast and we met when I was handling PR for Frederick Muller whose list for collectors was one of the best.
I manned our stand at these arms fairs, surrounded by gun nutters talking muskets and Buntlines and snaphaunce locks and the use of socket bayonets on firearms with double-necked hammers.
Edward was passing by and I stiffened at his approach. His eye was caught by an advance copy of old military prints and he reached for his cheque book to place an order but I shoved it straight in a bag and handed it to him with a
"Thank you very much, Mr Woodward. That's all in order."
"But don't you want some ... er ... money?"
I gave him my 'Keep yer voice down, blithering idiot' look and blasted him with a steely glare (not an easy feat to the country's favourite hard man private dick):
"Thank YOU, Mr Callan, I'm sorry I mean Mr *Woodward* . Much obliged for ..."(wink).
He got it in one and shook my hand.
I wrote my name on the catalogue and he flipped thru it and spotted a November facsimile at a mere £350:
"I'll be back when this little pamphlet hits the streets."Laughter and winks.
Good bloke, plus the definitive Wicker Man.
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