Milson is dead.

He was a tyrant and a genius. The tooth, the spittle, the ever-present smoke, the cutting wit and the inspired direction. A contradiction, capable of the greatest acts of thoughful generosity and the basest bullying. But whatever you thought of him, he knew his stuff, and he taught me a lot. Perth theatre has lost one of it's few remaining, and perhaps its greatest, characters. I'll miss him. 'Our reach should always exceed our grasp, or what's a heaven for.' Vale. Leah Maher, known to Milso as 'Legal Woman'.