George Smiley

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© John Robinson

“That’s the building. The one straight ahead. I worked there for many years before I retired. It held secrets that could destroy many careers.”

“The old MI5 building, Sir?” said the reporter.

“Yes, many a clandestine operation were headquartered there.”

“It’s a clinic now Sir. Easy access to the building now. I bet there was a lot of security in your time there, right Sir?”

“Actually, there was hardly any security when I worked there. It was just “Hello George” when I entered. When I returned from my trips it was always something like, “Welcome back, George.”

“No x-ray machines, Sir?”

“No, nothing of the sort really.”

“You keep busy in your retirement Sir? Do a lot of reading and that sort of thing.”

“Yes, reading for sure. I do find the time to even write a bit.”

“Here you are Sir. Have a good visit. If you decide to write a little bit you be sure and let me know. Ok mate?”