With a veritable smorgasbord of strapping male eye candy on display, any hot-blooded 5 year old girl worth her salt would find something to swoon over at 6am most weekends while glued to Gerry Anderson’s 1960s Supermarionation tv series, The Thunderbirds.
The five Tracy men; Scott, Virgil, Alan, Gordon and John, played distinct roles in their piloting of International Rescue’s squadron and equally, they had distinct personalities and interests. They were all fine upstanding men and any one of them would cut the mustard with your mother too.
But here’s why, counting backwards from five (is there any other way?) Virgil Tracy is the only one for me.
F.A.B is their all-important clarion call and Virgil was the first one to utter it in The Thunderbirds’ very first episode.
Virgil was principal pilot of Thunderbird 2, the coolest, best loved and most versatile vehicle with its interchangeable pods.
If Tracy Island had a Renaissance man, then Virgil was the guy, equally skilled as an artist as well as a brilliant concert pianist.
What about Scott? Too Alpha Male for me. John? Too solitary in his star-gazing pursuits. Gordon? A tad tepid, despite his aquatic skills and as for Alan? Skittish and at times a bit of a petulant dolt (besides which, Tin Tin already had him by the strings).
Call me old fashioned, but as a card-carrying pacifist, I’m impressed by the fact that Virgil didn’t actually kill anyone … unlike Scott, Gordon and Alan!
If that weren’t enough, Virgil shares my dad’s birthday – August 15th, albeit some 100 years later.
While Scott Tracy was mooted to be modelled on Sean Connery, it was Virgil’s more refined looks, rich, deep voice and rounded vowels that made me giddy, along with his penchant for the odd drop of Pernod while in gay Paris.
Where Virgil’s concerned, thundering hearts are go and SuperMARRYonation was MY dream … no strings attached.