Stuart McDonald (left) and Richard Woolfe
A few weeks ago Stuart McDonald excitedly called me. ‘My Ricky, my Ricky, it’s your Stuey here”. He always called me My Ricky. “I have been sorting some things out at home and have found my golden DAT treasury. Come over to the house next Thursday - we’ll have fine dining with some finest wines and we’ll listen to some of the title music from our shows we made over the years.”
I never got to listen to those tracks with ‘My Stuey’ as he died in a tragic car accident. But without doubt he left his mark on television as one of our great directors.