At a Sydney theatre opening night in September, a manager of a computer software company was mobbed by the audience and hassled for photos and autographs. He wasn't even in the play, yet he was confined to the theatre for almost an hour after the performance by the adoring hordes. He wore a quite unhip jacket and went by the unassuming name of Chris Knight. But Chris Knight has a dim, dark secret. He was Peter Brady.
Recommended CitationDivola, Barry, Profile: The Brady Bunch, Australian Left Review, 1(144), 1992, 3-3.