THIS IS more like it. Erstwhile computer programmer turned – via a nervous breakdown – private detective (very 1970s) TREVOR EVE pounds the streets of Bristol in bootlace ties and scruffy suits rumbling shysters, ne’er-do-wells and fraudulent aristos, before skulking off to his leaky houseboat for an evening making endless doodles. Superb snapshot of its time and, thanks to Trev, one of the most sympathetic and plausible telly crimestoppers ever. Got most of his cases thanks to a phone-in on the then-fictional, now-real Radio West, run by a permanently discomfited MICHAEL MEDWIN and receptionist looker LIZ “DAUGHTER OF LESLIE” CROWTHER. Barrister half-girlfriend DORAN GOODWIN helped with the paperwork and making his dinner. Created by ROBERT BANKS STEWART who, when Trev legged it to avoid being pigeonholed as a moping new wave loner, took the nuts and bolts and turned it into [cref 3785 BERGERAC].