Look at him. Look how hurt Richard Armitage is.

Why is he hurt? Because despite pleadings, requests and God knows what else, Armitage's Army has failed to produce a new picture of his head in weeks. After swearing - swearing, I tell you - that they would faithfully support 'Dick Heads' and even voting for its inclusion on this 'ere blog, we've heard not a Dicky bird from them in weeks.

What can we conclude?

1. Richard Armitage fans aren't to be trusted?
2. Armitage's Army is smaller than Vatican City's?
3. They're all at a convention somewhere, wearing giant papier mache Richard Armitage heads, so don't have time to find new photos?
4. Most pictures of Richard Armitage are from the neck down?

I'm not sure which. What do you think, dear reader?

But, despite Jane Henry's desperate attempts to fan the embers of Dick Heads, I'm afraid that unless we get a few other people ferreting around for photos or captioning these lovely pictures, we're going to have to phase Dick Heads out in favour of an apparently more popular actor with an apparently more dedicated following. Or just the usual rubbish that I churn out - I'm not decided either way.

Let's see what happens, anyhoo. Until then, haiku, love sonnets or whatever you like for the 'crying on the inside' Richard Armitage picture above, please.

Got a picture of Richard Armitage's head, preferably wearing a hat? Then leave a link to it below and if it's judged suitable, it will appear in the “Dick Heads” gallery.