Seeing Roger Moore, I actually grew up with a career aspiration to become a spy...till I later realised that it was not 1/100th as glamorous as what it looked. There are no fancy islands to chase but there could be dirty streets of Islamabad..no fancy cars but old Govt Marutis, the fancy guns and gizmos replaced by ordinance factory made revolvers that sparked back when fired..and the bevvy of beauties were very masculine to clad those fancy bikinis. I suddenly abandoned all martial arts training decided to study Edwin Flippo and become an HR Manager...a spy nonetheless chasing all kinds of corporate villains!!! (in lighter jest)