Well his remains have been found, according to the Guardian in the UK. It’s not like somebody picked him up at the bus stop, all strung out and limping, yelling at people, “My kingdom for a trolley!”
Which would have been funny.
But apparently, through DNA and other means the bones have been verified “beyond all reasonable doubt” by the folks at the University of Leicester. This is Mr. Our Winter of Discontent.
Pretty wild really. Here’s a cool little video on the story:
I think there’s a play in here somewhere. Stoppard where are you when we need you?
About the Author: COLIN MITCHELL: Actor/Writer/Director/Producer/Father, award-winning playwright and screenwriter, Broadway veteran, Marvel comics scribe, Van Morrison disciple, Zen-Catholic, a proud U.S. Army Brat conceived in Scotland and born in Frankfurt, Germany, currently living in Los Angeles and doing his best to piss off as many people as possible.