Mr Six got on the train at Streatham today. He was in a city boy disguise, but it had to be him. Tousled too long hair, sideburns at a very neat but long length; drainpipe trousers in a delctably ironed pinstrip and immaculately polished chelsea boots, topped off with a pencil thin waistcoat and slightly too long length "I've got a personal tailor" jacket. Well done that man. Also carrying his newspaper in a Jermyn Street shirt tailor's bag. Nice touch.
The only things missing were the moustache and the shiny silver badge.
Tom, that's a terrible picture of him you've got there. You should use the delicious Bond artwork instead, he just gets Six to a *tee*.