Just as Roger Moore would later be my 007 and Tom Baker my Dr Who, so, a few years earlier, Adam West was my Batman. It's interesting to reflect that all three actors approached their respective roles with a knowing nod and wink, something utterly compelling to this young viewer. I was so obsessed with the Batman TV show from 1966-68 that, thanks to my parents, for my 7th birthday, I actually became the Caped Crusader! If you know me at all, you won't be surprised to learn that I still own components of the Bat-uniform in the photo (the hood, mask and shirt), rediscovered in the loft when I was clearing Mum's house several years ago - although, unfortunately, I appear to have outgrown them in the intervening 50 years.
Rest easy Adam.
Neu! - Hero
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