This is the last ever episode of Rumpole of the Bailey no more will we see the learned council, jousting with intransigent judges. Or pitting his wits against incompetent legal adversaries, both of which are scarcely in short supply.
Who else could possibly portray the eponymous defence brief, but the equally brilliant Leo McKern?
I certainly wouldn't bother with any of the alternative incarnations on radio or TV, all rather pale imitations in comparison.
Has Rumpole finally given up the ghost, is it all getting far too much for him?
Along with the usual suspects in court, Rumpole has to contend with his dentist out of it.
Has he finally given up the ghost, is it all getting far too much for him?
After a lifetime of tilting at judicial windmills has it come to this, is it really the proverbial Hobson's Choice?
Between a home life with his dear spouse, she who must be Hilda?
Or a continued legal existence as, the official Brief to the Timpson Clan of south London petty criminals.
Decisions decisions Hilda, Dodo Macintosh, perpetual shopping, and the continual daily routine.
Or continue working alongside colleagues Sam Bollard, Claude Erskine Brown, and Liz Probert.
But which also entails contending with yet more Judges of the stamp, of the Mad Bull, Olly Oliphant and Injustice Graves?