Now of course, OWK is lost in the pages of history, but in our hearts it will never die. What matter it, if -
- what's that you say? 'Shut up and get on with the pictures of Madame Katarina, Servitor, you prat'? Oh. OK, then.
...and in a postscript, with a written comment by the interviewer in handwriting too shaky to read:
* regular 'readers' will recognise this as the latest in one of the least popular series on the blog: OWK memories.