Dalek I Loved You: Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Special Edition
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A Special Edition ebook to celebrate the 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who, featuring a host of new images, interviews and updated text...
Nick Griffiths watched his first Doctor Who aged four and a bit. He would have hidden behind the sofa but it was back against the wall and his parents didn't let him move furniture so he hid behind a cushion instead. He's since been told by his mum and dad that they didn't have a sofa only armchairs. So this book should really be called Behind the Armchair, but that didn't sound right. And so began a life long obsession. When Doctor Who started getting rubbish (after Tom Baker basically) he nearly escaped into the world of music and girls until he discovered someone selling tapes of old episodes in the small ads and that was that again. Only in the last few years has an anti-social obsession become something he can earn a living from as a journalist and happily this coincided with Doctor Who getting good again. Plus he has a son now so he can claim he's watching it for him. Oh and his son's called Dylan not Gallifrey or Davros.
"A very funny book for anyone who grew up wearing Tom Baker underpants. I know I did." DAVID TENNANT
"An unadulterated nostalgia-fest written with fun, wit and love. I'm a number of years younger than Griffiths and of a different sex, but I've rarely read anything that so reflects my own opinions and feelings about the series and more besides. If friends, parents and partners don't quite comprehend a fan's love for the Doctor, this is the book that might help them get there." DR WHO MAGAZINE
"He conjures up just how mind-blowing it was for an ordinary suburban kid to be transported to a realm of danger and rampant sci-fi imaginings." FINANCIAL TIMES
"If I am getting carried away, it is the fault of Griffiths's awfully charming memoir of boyhood and Doctor Who, with its deft evocations of eight-year-old invincibility and embarrassing school discos as well as arguments about Cybermen vs Autons or Jon Pertwee vs Tom Baker. Griffiths's chatty, self-deprecating style is disarming..." THE GUARDIAN
"Popbitch's favourite new memoir." POPBITCH
"... he writes with such wit and warmth, and a strong line in observational humour." THE DAILY MAIL
"... the book Nick Hornby would have written if he'd spent his life obsessing over Doctor Who rather than footie. Nostalgic and funny." THE MAIL ON SUNDAY
my room and the prospect of throwing the lot away became daunting. Magazines – Sounds and Select (whom I wrote for), Q, Record Collector, Smash Hits. One day, wondering what the point was of these hefty piles of outdated information, I put the lot out with the bins. (In the days before recycling.) Action Men – More on those very shortly. Hats – Inspired by David Bowie. I didn't look as good in them as he did. Frankly, I looked like a tit in a hat. Tazos – Nope, me neither. Records and CDs.
evenings, perfect post-weekend fare. I was among its addicts. I don't remember Pertwee wearing assorted safari suits, as another user mentions, nor his jokily referring to a ‘past life’ (as the Doctor). But I do, distinctly, remember being just so happy that he had not disappeared from my life altogether. It must be a humbling point in certain actors' lives when they realise the power they can wield over the populace. Pertwee, ever twinkling of eye on screen, seemed to revel in it. It was
every time David Gilmour sang of not wanting to be given that ‘goody-goody-goody bullshit’, for fear of causing offence. I doubt there are many albums I have listened to more than The Wall. While my parents were in the lounge watching Jim Davidson or someone on the telly, I would be in the kitchen, alone at the breakfast bar, playing my taped version over and over and over again. I could still quote you any song lyric from beginning to end. (As my Dad would put it, ‘If they could put your exam
7, anticipating the tales to come, and with high hopes. January 25, Monday (1982) ‘Worked all afternoon. 35 mins trying to phone Vicky. Engaged (the phone, not Vicky!)’ Developing a sharp wit already, you will notice. January 28, Thursday ‘Might go to Wispers [Vicky's school] tomorrow. I love Vicky.’ I didn't go to Wispers. What was I planning to do, make a break for it on a stolen tractor? And I had only met the girl once. February 1, Monday ‘Two letters today. One from Vicki. [Teacher]
easily draw up another list in a week’s time which, that Top Two aside, could look completely different. Those painfully discarded other three: The Girl in the Fireplace, The Unquiet Dead, 42. Four of those top five (or, in episodic terms, seven of those top nine) are from series three. I think everyone wondered the same: Could the series survive without Rose? Would they be able to continue improving a show that was already top-quality? The answers were an emphatic ‘Yes’ and ‘Yes’. Freema