(Here I was, wondering why no one had commented on this particular post. Seems to be due to the fact it never actually published. What can I say, my brain hasn’t been optimum of late. Having trouble getting the art to load on my Porter post, so here’s some more Lucas to enjoy in the meantime.)
S7 remains my favorite series of Spooks: the Richard Armitage Years. I thought the writing was superior to what we got later in the show; I truly was on the edge of my seat during many an episode.
Of course, I was completely fascinated by the cool, enigmatic, keenly intelligent Lucas North, a spy who has returned to grid after a long, unwanted absence.
I fell in love from the first moment I saw him, stumbling out of the back of that car. Even underfed, disheveled and dressed in a tatty old jumper and track pants, I thought he was simply beautiful. That view never changed.
Lucas is haunted by the eight years of torture and deprivation he suffered at the hands of the Russians. He still carries a torch for his Russian ex-wife, who is remarried and has a family of her own now.
Nonetheless, he is determined to return to some semblance of normalcy in his life and his career. Otherwise, he won’t truly be back home; he’ll just be “back in England.”