Wherein MySpace is scary...

After yesterday's Jack Holborn rambling (crossposted to MySpace) I got a string of faintly scary e-mails, all about chains. That's never happened before. Actually that's not strictly true, but that was a conversation about the relationship between Methos and Kronos, so you'd expect chains - pretty much - and just about everything else. Here I am, though, and I'm getting e-mails about chains, and yes, MySpace is officially scary. :D E-mails #1, #3 and #7 were to ask if Judge Sharingham's chains have changed, hinting at either a: frightening powers of obervation, or b: clinical insanity... Between the scene where Jack and the others see that he's in the slave train, and his arrival at the auction, he's apparently been fitted with a replacement set. Actually, that's being a little unfair, as we don't get a very good look at him when he's in the train, and the picture is pretty wobbly. And I can't believe I've expended so much energy on this. I'm not saying what e-mail #4 was about, but the others were mostly just appreciative of the handcuffs.

I do have to say, though, that it's a fascinating pair that he's wearing. Totally different to what the others have on, which leads me to wonder if the prop man found them in a cupboard somewhere, and couldn't resist showing them off. Absolutely charming padlock, too. And yes, there will be pictures, in just a minute. After that there will be no further posts about bondage. Probably.

So where are we. Fabulously clunky handcuffs, apparently nicked from a museum by a very enthusiastic props man. They look lovely on camera, but they don't half chafe. As you can see from the pictures, before anybody gets ideas...


Fabulous padlock, with chafing and Scandanavian subtitles.


Interesting stylistic crossbar, also with Scandanavian subtitles.