In the 21st Century, Alan Montag would most likely be a multi-millionaire because of some software he’d created for a super-fast internet search engine. But this is the 1970s and so he has to be content with creating and installing all manner of technical wizardry for MI5.
Eccentric, dishevelled and enthusiastic, with an IQ like a phone number and egg stains permanently on his tie. He is utterly immune to the wearying politics and power plays of MI5, but also to the subtleties of innuendo and sarcasm that form the currency of conversation and negotiation.
Thankfully he has the small but fearsome Sarah to watch out for him. His devotion to her is almost tangible, and Alan is never happier than when working at her side. Although Alan is talented, it is Sarah whose career is beginning to glitter, and her marriage to this loveable oddball has raised many an eyebrow. But their affection is genuine, their relationship strong and loving, and Alan still can’t quite believe his luck.
The other relationship of great importance to Alan, the only other person that he would defend unequivocally, is Daddy. For Alan could well have disappeared into the depths of the building, tinkering contentedly with the latest invention. But it was Daddy who spotted his potential, Daddy who brought him up into the light, and Daddy who inadvertently led him into the arms of the woman he devotes himself to.