Showing posts with label Doctor Who. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doctor Who. Show all posts

Saturday, 6 June 2020

Toby Hadoke Interview (2020)




Around 25 years ago or so my friend Paul started at Salford Uni doing a BA in Drama and the Arts and began doing some plays in Manchester. He excitedly told me one night in the pub, ‘Oh there is this bloke you’d get on with, he loves Doctor Who too’

Fast forward a few years and we’re in a different pub and I mention that a guy from Manchester University has written and released a comedy show based around Doctor Who… to which Paul says, ‘Yeah, that’s Toby, I told you there was someone else that liked Doctor Who’…

In February this year Toby and I finally met at Paul’s wedding, at Peckforton Castle, Cheshire, setting for the 1973 Jon Pertwee story ’The Time Warrior'





I can imagine that most people reading this, who are aware of Toby will associate him to the long running, award winning, XS Malarkey Comedy Club (formerly Murphy's Malarkeyhe started in Manchester in 1997 aged just 23

Others will recognise him from the world of 'Cult TV,’ particularly Doctor Who, from the books he’s written, the many ‘extras’ he’s produced for the DVD and BluRay range, the numerous appearances on Podcasts and/or the fantastic, epic ‘Who’s Round’ series in which he’s interviewed over 200 individuals connected to the show, from both in front of the camera and behind the scenes

He’s a regular freelance writer who contributes to The Guardian, regular BBC Radio Broadcaster and actor, appearing in numerous shows, such as Corrie, Emmerdale, Shameless, Phoenix Nights to name a few

Despite ‘Lockdown’ Toby must one of the busiest men I know of and apparently has no end to his talents


Hello Toby, how are you?

I’m alright mate. Still not quite sure I’ve got lockdown right. 

I’m either wasting time achieving little or in a flurry of over activity. But, you know, I’m luckier than most: I have a garden, I have a box full of Seabrook’s crisps and Scampi fries, and as a self employed person in the arts, I am used to having to scramble for work and having little in the way of financial security or certainty about the future.




First and foremost I guess as a Doctor Who ‘fan’ I should thank you for all you’ve done.

The ‘Who's Round’ series has been fascinating, especially as it’s given so many people a chance to talk about their lives and careers. It’s especially poignant now as some people such as Lynda Bellingham, David Collins, Peter Miles to name a few are no longer with us. 

Was there a point when you were working on it that you realised the importance of what you were doing, not just for Doctor Who fans but for the wider ‘entertainment’ industry

No need to thank me - I only do it because it interests me, no-one has forced me to do any of it. Labour of love! But thanks.

Who’s Round? It’s all a bit of a blur really. I was doing it whilst itinerant and going through a divorce, so my life was a mess, but every couple of days my diary indicated I had somewhere to be and someone to talk to so it was a useful anchor. I think after I did Kevin McNally quite early on I realised that it was more interesting not just being about Doctor Who - most people have been interviewed and have said what they have to say over and over again, so making it a snapshot of a a 30 year period of showbiz history seemed quite worthwhile. Kevin was such a good and down to Earth interviewee despite being a very well known actor, and he emboldened me. 

Then, about half way through, Margot Hayhoe started introducing me to all sorts of AFMs and production managers who’d never been interviewed and had SO much new and interesting stuff to say, and that opened up a whole new dimension. 

And then, just as I was getting settled into it, Russell T Davies said yes and that gave it a real shot on the arm!!! 


Of all the actors you’ve interviewed and met. Is there one that you’d though ‘you’d have made a great Doctor’?

Ooh, tricky one. I think there’s still time for Jonjo O’Neill. We laughed a lot and he’s definitely got the chops for it. 


Some of the documentaries you’ve been involved in, such as spending weekends with actors, tracking down people whose work may have been forgotten, as well as working through the Doctor Who Cookbook have been the most interesting and informative of the range. 

What has been your personal favourite?

I am extremely proud of the Peter R Newman one because we tracked down people who’d never spoken and we solved a genuine mystery. No-one knew much about Newman at all and by the end we had pictures and even his voice. That’s the sort of thing I as a punter would have really wanted so I’m glad we delivered it. 


On the other hand, I’m not sure I’d have wanted a documentary about Whose Doctor Who, that was Chris Chapman’s idea... and yet it turned out to be a very moving and informative experience. So my first and my latest are my current favourites, but I’ve enjoyed them all. 


Do you have to pinch yourself that you have got to spend time with so many ‘heroes’ you had growing up?

It’s all I wanted as a kid, to meet my heroes. I’ve been very lucky. It can be very surreal at times and I never get blasé about it - fortunately, having a job to do gives you something to hide behind which calms the nerves. 




How did Murphy's Malarkey (later XS Malarkey) come about? You would you still have been at Uni at this time?

No, I was unemployed and doing the odd gig here and there. I’d been out of Uni a year or so. I was getting paid for comedy but I was quite lazy. I’ve always had imposter syndrome too so being a comic never seemed like a long term proposition. 

But my brother-in-law was in a band and they had a regular stint at a pub, Scruffy Murphy’s. The boss told him he wanted a comedy night and I was the only comedian my brother-in-law knew and so he put us in touch. 

I thought it’d last till Christmas (it started the first week of October). It’s still here 24 years later!


There can’t be many ’named’ comedians in the business who you haven’t booked at some point over the years. Are there any particular bookings / nights that really stand out?

We got Canadian comic Stewart Francis early on which was an early coup - he was a friend of a friend. And it was a great night (and, having been a free night, we charged entry and that made it instantly better). Peter Kay came quite early on too. 

Our tenth birthday had Toby Foster, Jimmy Cricket and Mark Steel which covered every style in comedy from the previous God-knows-how-long and was a satisfyingly balanced bill (if not in terms of gender and ethnicity, something we consciously address a lot more now - but this was 14 years ago). 

Stewart Lee doing the gig also have us a lot of attention and respect. I loved the moment when he took questions from the audience and someone said “Why is it £20 to see you in London and £3 here?” And he was genuinely shocked. He didn’t know we charged so little (some people only paid £1). He’s been a great advocate for Malarkey ever since. 


Is there anyone who you’ve not been able to get or would be on your list to perform at the club?

I really dreamed of getting Bob Monkhouse early on but that was never anything other than a pipe dream. We’ve been very lucky over the years. 

Most comics coming through the ranks have done the gig before offing the big time - that’s the nature of the circuit.




Who inspired you to do Stand Up?

I was a comedy fan without knowing it. I used to tape Whose Line Is It Anyway but I always thought of myself more as a comedy actor: I loved Monty Python etc. I used to watch the UK version of Saturday Live too. 

But I thought stand-up was for people made of sterner stuff than I (I got very into Bill Hicks who seemed so wise and brave) ... so I never really thought about doing it until a friend set up an open mic night and asked if I fancied it. 

I thought it’d be an interesting experience but actually I really enjoyed it. Quarter of a century later...


During Lockdown it’s been particularly difficult for a number of industries, including entertainment and the arts. You’ve been doing ‘online’ sessions via Twitch every week, how has this been going? Have you found a ‘wider’ audience, i.e. ‘beyond Manchester’?

To be honest I have no idea of the audience, someone else deals with that. I just turn up and open my mouth. But I think it’s been nice for people who use to come but moved away from Manchester, so yes, people are definitely watching who otherwise wouldn’t be able to. 

I think we’ll continue some form of remote gig whatever happens... the lockdown has taught us new ways of doing things. It’s been rather fun if odd - you really do need an audience to feed off - but we’ve finally worked out how best to pitch and do it and we’ve had some amazing acts who we’d never have been able to get normally because they’d have to travel so far. 


You seem to have been constantly busy during the period we’ve all been stuck at home, from transforming your back garden to producing cooking videos, appearing on podcasts to your writing projects. Would you have been ‘productive’ if you hadn’t been stuck at home?

I’m a bit disappointed to be honest. For the past 20 years I’ve convinced myself that if only I didn’t have so much to do I’d be able to get regular exercise, proper eating habits, and a proper productive work pattern which would result in me writing loads. 

Well, I finally got what I wanted and I’ve done NONE OF IT!!!




How’s Bernard been coping with it? 

He’s fine: he has company all the time and is very spoilt!


Since the age of 11 you’ve ‘lived’ with psoriasis. I’d not heard of the condition before hearing you talk about it on a podcast and was impressed by how open and honest you were about it on your blog. As well as comedy and culture you’ve done a lot to promote awareness of this… 

Have I? That’s good. 

I’ve been very lucky with the treatment I have received. I’m an out patient at the Royal Free hospital under a brilliant consultant dermatologist and she has given me exemplary care - so if I’m asked to do anything like sit on an advisory panel, give a talk or do a load of radio interviews then I’m more than happy. 

It’s a hugely misunderstood condition and there’s much work to be done.


Last year you took a month away from Social Media. How did you feel after doing this?  

Interestingly I’m considering ditching Twitter as we speak. 

The lack of nuance and it’s quick descent into ill-thought out fury is grating. It’s like living with tinnitus that has a grudge, a poor education and a huge sense of self importance. It’s a shame because there’s a lot that is good and it’s useful for work, but it can get quite stressful. 

I coped remarkably well stepping away from it. Still didn’t write that book though. 


What will be the first thing you’ll do once lockdown is fully lifted?

I’m quite a home bird and I don’t drink anymore so there’s nothing I’m that desperate for. My partner is vulnerable though so we’re being ultra careful. No takeaways in two months. So a massive takeaway I think, we have a fabulous Indian across the road: I’ll take one of those!







Iain Key 2020

Saturday, 1 February 2020

Doctor Who - The Space Pirates (2017)






This piece was written in 2017 for the volume 'You On Target' celebrating the Doctor Who Novels published by Target from the 1970's... a child/teenagers only way of recapturing old Doctor Who Stories before the advent of VHS, DVD and the Internet...

It was published in 2020 and is available from ... 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B084DG77M7/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=you+on+target&qid=1580640568&sr=8-2



The Space Pirates
Preface
Irlam Train Station, 13th November 2013 around 4.55pm
The wind is blowing so hard that the trees on the opposite side of the station, the line that heads towards Liverpool are almost bent in two; the rain lashes downward and then horizontally.
I am protected to a degree by my Jack Wolfskin coat, although I have to keep adjusting my laptop bag as it annoying my slips down from my right shoulder as I try to read the Kindle held in my right hand …
I’m approaching 44th birthday and I’m reading ‘Doctor Who and The Space Pirates’ by Terrence Dicks


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I was first attracted to Doctor Who in 1975 although not allowed to watch it until 1977
I fell in love with the show in 1979, discovering Target novelisations and Doctor Who Weekly
I became obsessed in 1981 when I got the ‘Doctor Who’ programme guide and the whole ‘history’ of the show began to reveal itself to me


I vividly remember watching the first episode of Castrovalva in January 1982 on my Dad’s black and white portable… actually, that pretty much sums up most of the Peter Davison era… more often than not it would have been in the ‘dining room’, after tea… other than ‘The Five Doctors’ which I was allowed to watch on the colour TV in the living room


By 1984 I had an almost complete set of the Target Books; I’d joined DWAS and had even been to a ‘local group’ meeting in Redditch. I can’t remember the actual address but my Dad drove me there in his Robin Reliant… the person holding the meeting had a full size ‘Earthshock’ Cyberman costume and an Ice Warrior too… at some point in the meeting, to everyone’s amusement, the Ice Warriors head fell off as I watched an episode of ‘Inferno’ intently and cracked me on the back of my own… it hurt


By 1987 I was planning my first holiday without my parents. This would have been just before Sylvester McCoy had made his debut. I’d become to be a little disillusioned by the show and I needed money, with a little reluctance, I sorted through my Doctor Who Collection, and with my friend, Paul took my collection to Paramount Book Exchange on Withy Grove in Manchester. Paul was one of my first friends to learn to drive and get a car and was also going on the holiday so was willing to sacrifice his Saturday morning in order for me to raise ‘spending money’ for our trip to Newquay
I think I got £60 for my almost complete set of Target Books and 100 plus issues of Doctor Who Magazine from the near legendary and infamous one armed owner of the shop…


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Christmas 2011 my wife buys me a Kindle…
The first thing I do is do a search online and acquire copies of every Doctor Who Target Novel, every New Adventure and Missing Adventure published to that date. They’re loaded onto my Kindle, the idea being that when I’m travelling for work I have something to read

My love for show the show had been rekindled (no pun intended) over the intervening years as I started to collect the episodes released by the BBC (either originals or copies of the same) but for some reason I didn’t go back to collect physical copies of the Target Books
Unfortunately from January to March 2012 there is a ‘travel ban’ so I spend 3 months working from home…
By April 2012 I’ve managed to get a few quid from claiming PPI from my bank… enough to buy iPads for my wife and I… my Kindle is tidied away, and disappears into a drawer

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September 2013 I start a new job.
For the first few months I have to travel to either Irlam or Birchwood (the latter being a stop further then the former) as I need to get up to speed with what’s what and who’s who. Almost as if by magic, the day before I am due to start, whilst sorting out suit, shirt, tie etc. I find my Kindle…
I haven’t ‘commuted’ for work for many years, and although my journey is only going to be 15-20 mins I decided that I need something to distract me from the packed train and people pushing and shoving, plus, apparently the service is notoriously unreliable so there is likely to be waiting on platforms as trains are cancelled or delayed…
And that’s when my love of Doctor Who novelisation came back… over the following 2 months I read all of the ‘missing adventures’ … those that I’d not seen, from ‘The Myth Makers’ to  ‘The Smugglers’ via ‘The Massacre’ and ‘The Highlanders’ to ‘The Space Pirates’ via ‘The Macra Terror’
Reading those novels again on the journeys to and from work, some for the first time, took me back to the long winter evenings of my early teens where they offered an escape into a magical world of ‘new’ Doctor Who adventures
And so then there I am, November 2013… a couple of weeks from my birthday and the 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who and I finish reading the ‘last’ missing adventure
I hadn’t been looking forward to reading ‘The Space Pirates’ – it’s a story which is often derided, possibly due to the lack of photos and only 1 episode existing.
For heaven’s sake it doesn’t even get a re-appraisal in the ‘Hating To Love’ book… it’s really hated that much!

But I enjoyed it, maybe because Terence Dicks is just a master craftsman,  maybe because he focussed on the actual story and characters rather than having to explain in detail the long scenes involving space craft from the televised story
I may not feel the same way about the televised story if the missing episodes appeared, but the book reminded me of why I fell in love with the programme so many years ago… 

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Epilogue
Summer 2016
After a change in personal circumstances I found myself ‘reconnecting’ again with my past. Hunting down things which I’d sold or let go over the many years to pay bills and make ends meet. Speaking to a few people whose relationships and marriages had broken down I believe this is the period known as ‘finding yourself’
I struck lucky and managed to buy an entire ‘Classic Era’ DVD collection for a reasonable price… I’d sold my collection a couple of years earlier but I soon found myself sorting my newly purchased DVD collection into transmission order, revisiting the sleeves and then putting them on the shelf… it  gave me a warm glow…
But something was missing … there was a space on the shelves which had been filled with DVD’s which I’d sold but wasn’t going to replace;
I casually flick through eBay, Amazon and eventually Shada on ‘Gallifrey Base’ … looking for something but not knowing what
And then I see it… ‘Complete Set of Target Novels for Sale’…
Again, a reasonable price… messages are exchanged and less than 3 days later I find myself sorting through my newly purchased ‘Target Book’ collection into transmission order, revisiting the gorgeous invocative sleeves - some I’ve not seen in close detail for almost 30 years
It takes me a few hours to work through them and organise them onto shelves.
When the job is finally done I sat back and marvel at my collection.
Now it feels complete

Reaching out I pulled ‘The Space Pirates’ from between ‘The Seeds of Death’ and ‘The War Games’
Sitting back I opened it and began to read … ‘Beacon Alpha One hung silently in the blackness of space, its complex shape recalling the technology of distant Earth’…
THE END

Iain Key 2017


Friday, 24 May 2019

Doctor Who - Pyramid At The End Of The World (2019)


This is like the black sheep of everything I've written (if that doesn't draw you in I don't know what will)

It was published in the 'One More Lifetime A You And Who Miscellany' but even now re-reading it I think its a bit muddled and I'm not sure that I managed to get across what I was thinking onto paper...





Pyramid At The End Of The World

Since the return of the show, most Doctor Who episodes I manage to watch on the day of broadcast, either ‘live’ or slightly afterwards when kids are in bed or I know there are going to be no distractions. It’s become a thing that when I watch Doctor Who I tend not to speak for the duration of the episode (although it’s rare that anyone will watch with me), thus allowing myself being absorbed into it, taking in all the details, the Easter Eggs and nods to fandomI imagine I’m not the only one, I’m sure many fans have habits or quirks when sitting to watch their favourite show

With ‘Pyramid At The End Of The World’, my viewing of episode had to wait. I couldn’t watch it on the Saturday evening as I was attending the ‘British Soap Awards’ as the guest of one of my closest and oldest friends, Paul (Liam) Fox, and at the episodes scheduled start time of 19:45 I was chatting to and having my photo taken with none other than David Bradley (I know this was at this time as my phone tells me!) For me meeting David, and earlier in the evening getting a hug off and photo taken with Bonnie Langford were the highlights of my evening despite being surrounded by 100’s of ‘talented’ and probably more ‘famous’ faces





So it came to be on the Sunday morning, still a little hungover and feeling fuzzy, basking in the afterglow, I sat down on the sofa to watch the previous nights episode… 

Except I didn’t, not really. 

It was on, but I can’t actually remember that much about it other than thinking afterwards that Tony Gardner was wasted in such a ‘small’ role and potentially would have been better playing a reoccurring character

For the 46 mins of the episode, and a few more after until my battery stared to die, I was looking at my Facebook, reading peoples comments on the pictures I’d posted from the night before, many recognising the likes of ‘Ian Beale’ and ‘Steve McDonald’ but not ‘Mel’ or ‘Solomon’ / the would be ‘William Hartnell’. 

Only paying an occasional glance to the TV, I read, I tweeted, I uploaded to Instagram… that said I’m not an autograph hunter or celeb selfie stalker, I’m fortunate that I have opportunities in life where I have worked with people who are in the public eye and have old friends that ‘live’ in that world. 

Sitting here several months on, I’ve not rewatched ‘Pyramid At The End Of The World’ or even the following weeks ‘Lie Of The Land’ despite owning the DVD Boxset and rewatching the rest of the season… to be honest the thought ‘I should rewatch…’ has never even entered my consciousness

Why? because they didn’t grip me on first showing and I didn’t enjoy them

So that got me thinking what kind of ‘fan’ I am… I have all the DVD’s, all the Target Books, a number of ‘non fiction’ books, I read every issue of Doctor Who Magazine… 

I regularly listen to Radio Free Skaro; the ‘Who’s He’ Podcast; Flight Through Entirety; and of course the Blue Box Podcast… but that said, I don’t spend every spare hour searching out interviews online, I don’t have a burning desire to go to conventions or to cosplay… ?

Does this make me a heratic?

Does this mean I’m not a ‘true’ Doctor Who fan

Should I be willing to rewatch every episode at any opportunity and be prepared to defend them to people who criticise the show

No… 

For me Doctor Who is something that’s been with me since I was old enough to watch television and make a decision of what I wanted to watch but not knowing why

It allowed flights of fantasy through my teenage years through the Target Books and various incarnations of Doctor Who Weekly/Monthly

In later years, when things have sometimes been tough it’s given me something to lose myself in and comfort meIt allowed me to a ‘cool Uncle’… passing my VHS tapes to nephews as I replaced them with DVD’s

And more recently it’s given me something to pass on to my youngest son, something for us to share as well as our joint love of football and music

Whilst some will have different views on what fandom is and how it can be measured… whether on pounds / dollars spent, number of conventions attended or autographs collected for me it just comes down to the love of the show and what it means to the individual

For me, for every ‘Pyramid At The End Of The World’ there is a ‘Horror of Fang Rock’ or ‘Earthshock’ which I’d rather watch… for someone else thought this could have been their first story and one which they’d prefer to watch over and over

At the end of the day, we’re all different shapes and sizes, all have different ways of doing things and thinking, but the great thing about Doctor Who is that it’s all inclusive… we may not all like every episode… but we will the next, or the one after that…

So I’m happy, I am a Doctor Who fan… and that’s not going to change anytime soon

My Mum, Who and I (2016/17)






















This piece was originally written in 2016 and revised in 2017 for a project called 'You And Who's Company' which studied the your relationship / love of Doctor Who and how it linked to another person...

It was published in an a 2019 volume "One More Lifetime: A You and Who Miscellany"



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My Mum, Who and I


I was born in the winter of 1969 in the months between ‘The War Games’ and ‘Spearhead From Space’ (or if you’re a comic strip enthusiast, during ‘The Night Walkers’ serial in TV Comic). I’m the fourth of four children with a gap of seven years and the result, allegedly, of a Royal British Legion reunion earlier that year (or possibly a power cut)

My earliest memories are beige tinted, backed with floral wallpaper and extensively feature the Wombles and my mother searching for candles under the kitchen sink as the electric had gone off again (that’s condensing most of the early 1970’s into a couple of lines… I’m sure many people of a certain age can relate though!)

My first memories of Doctor Who come from the brief trailers shown after Grandstand on a Saturday afternoon. If I was lucky, the single black and white TV in the house hadn’t been switched over to ITV for ‘World of Wrestling’ or just off as no one was watching it (whilst BBC2 did exist I can’t remember it ever being watched)

Occasionally, I’d get to hear the first strains of the famous theme starting of the programme; however this was often a cue for my parents or an older sibling to come into the room to switch the TV off or over…

I vaguely remember Jon Pertwee being the Doctor. Not from the TV Show though, I remember him being on the back cover of my Mum’s ‘Baking Your Cake and Eating It’ book which she’d got from the Co-op (probably by collecting coupons)
My proper, earliest, bona fide, nailed on memory of Doctor Who on the TV though was the trail for ‘The Android Invasion’ where it’s revealed Styggron’s androids have weapons in their fingers. I remember this clearly as I immediately ran to the kitchen to tell my Mum who was cooking tea and asked if I could watch it, ‘No, it’s too scary for you, you’re only 5… maybe when you’re 6’ was the response

That Christmas my Mum must have felt sorry for me missing out on being allowed to watch the show as one of my presents was the ‘War of the Daleks’ board game. It was brilliant, small plastic Daleks, little cardboard Doctor’s in plastic stands… It was the best present ever (until I got a Palitoy ‘Millennium Falcon’ in 1982) but tragedy soon struck. I have long blamed my sister Cathy for what happened next but maybe it was actually a manufacturing fault… during the first play of the game the plastic middle section of the board was twisted (as in the rules of the game) and snapped off. I was inconsolable. My Mum took the game back to the shop to get it replaced only to find that this had been a common issue. They never got any more stock. Until the dawn of the Internet my only visual memory of the game was a photo taken that Christmas Day of me, my Mum and sisters settling down to play it in our beige floral living room.



Moving on a few months to August 1976, a holiday in Bournemouth (although I think it was only my parents and I there). Following an exhaustingly long train journey from Manchester  for whatever reason our first stop before the guesthouse was WH Smiths… and there it was, being sold off … ‘The Amazing World of Doctor Who’. I pleaded with my Mum to buy it with the rationale I’d been behaved for the previous six hours or so and it was raining (I always found that if I wanted something it was better to ask Mum so she could persuade my Dad if there was a chance he’d say no!)… She agreed and sent my Dad off to pay 50p or whatever for it.
That week I spent every opportunity to study the art (‘The Sinister Sponge’ still looks scary for what was essentially a kid’s publication) and learning what I could about the Doctor, Cybermen, Draconians etc

I was hooked… but it would be another year, when I was 7 before I was deemed old enough to watch an episode… although it was more by chance than design. That day was 11 August 1977… episode 2 of the repeat showing of ‘The Deadly Assassin’… Mum and Dad were outside chatting to my Uncle Ken who’d taken me out somewhere for the day and had left me in the living room to my own devices, the precedent was set, and from ‘The Horror of Fang Rock’ through until the last episode of ‘Trial of A Timelord’ I watched every episode on original broadcast. I remember that it was this day clearly, not only as the Internet tells me that the programme was repeated on this day but because I was bought a small ceramic hedgehog from wherever I’d been on the day out… I still have this and the date it was bought remains written on the underside for posterity
Actually, go back a bit; I tell a lie, I also missed Episode 2 of ‘Keeper of Traken’ in 1981 as I went to see Manchester United lose away at Leicester City. This in itself was memorable for the wrong reasons, not only was it the first ‘away trip’ I’d ever been on, not only did we lose but it was the first time I’d seen heavy handed police tactics in force as they boarded our Supporters Coach on arrival at the designated parking area, literally turned out everyone bags, resulting in carefully packed lunches, knitting and my copy of ‘The Monster Of Peladon’, which I’d bought with money saved up from Christmas, being kicked around the floor before being frogmarched into the ground. If I remember correctly United were 1-0 down by the time we got into the ground. As a result I’ve never liked the city of Leicester, and have always tried to avoid going there since.

But anyway, after 1977 I absorbed as much Doctor Who as I could, the day after my 8th Birthday my Mum took me on the bus to Wilmslow to Argos to get my ‘real’ birthday present’, a Denys Fisher ‘Talking Dalek’ (I got the Doctor and TARDIS that Christmas) and played with it all day until the batteries started to run out (much to peoples relief)… as a special treat I was able to have my ‘birthday tea’ whilst watching the final episode of ‘Image of the Fendahl’ (which is still one of my favourite stories)

To be honest Season 15 as a whole is still one of my favourites, even Giant Prawns and poor CSO could not spoil it for me. I wasn’t aware of the previous Seasons’ highs, wasn’t aware of the changes in Production Team from Hinchcliffe to Williams… it was just Doctor Who, and to my 8 year old self it was magical

In early 1979 we moved to the West Midlands. We lived a few miles from a main ‘town’ (Tardebigge being in between Redditch and Bromsgrove) so we had a mobile library van visit our ‘estate’ once a month. Not having a clue that ‘Target Books’ existed, let alone about release schedules, I was thrilled when I happened to find a battered copy of ‘Genesis of The Daleks’ to loan… I immediately asked for ‘any more Doctor Who’… the next month I was presented with well-thumbed hardback editions of ‘Web of Fear’; The Loch Ness Monster’; and ‘The Tenth Planet’… As much as reading the books I’d spend hours staring at the covers, admiring every aspect

The biggest revelation was to come a couple of months later… and it seems incredible now that I wouldn’t have been aware of or thought of this though after borrowing them from the mobile library… YOU COULD BUY THE DOCTOR WHO BOOKS!!!
Not only that… DOCTOR WHO WAS COMING TO BROMSGROVE!!!!

Little did I know either of these things though until Mum picked me up one day from school and announced we had to get a bus to the aforementioned town… It was like all my Christmas’s and Birthdays had come at once… there, upstairs in Preedy’s, a small, newsagents, come book / record shop, in full costume was Tom Baker surrounded by novelisation’s of stories I’d not yet heard of!

Unfortunately all this was happening ‘just before pay day’ … which I now know to be a genuine time of the month which tends to last for a couple of weeks, generally starting around the 14th if you’re paid on the 1st., I know this to be true as I now use it often myself in adult life. Being ‘just before pay day’ meant I was able to choose only one book to buy and be signed by the man himself… so, after what must have seemed like hours of deliberation and queuing to my Mum I chose the novelisation of Jon Pertwee’s ‘The Curse of Peladon’ for Tom Baker to sign…

Many years later, in 1997 I lost a number of my possessions in fire when the house I lived in was burnt down… this book, with Tom’s autograph, was one of the only Doctor Who related items I’d kept with me as I’d moved around with college and work, and was genuinely sorry to lose it. That Christmas though my brother presented me with a copy of Tom’s autobiography “Who on Earth Is Tom Baker”… opening it, I found it signed…

“To Iain, Sorry to hear about the fire, Love Tom Baker”

After the revelation that these books existed I then spend much of the following 4 years visiting scouring bookshops, now helped in part by Doctor Who Weekly / Monthly with news of what was ‘coming soon’ and having my appetite whetted by Jean-Marc Lofficier’s 1981 ‘Programme Guide’ to the stories not yet published. Actually it wasn’t’ just me… I’d give lists of books I was missing from my collection to my Mum, which she’d keep in her purse and she’d ‘look’ for these when she went shopping or was out for the day with my Dad.
Even now, every now and again I do go and read an ‘episode’ as put into words by the legend that is Terrence Dicks or browse thought an old issue of Doctor Who Weekly / Monthly, reading ‘The Iron Legion’ or ‘The Time Witch’ for an hour to relive my youth (it’s strangely more satisfying than watching an episode)

My Mum indulged my love of Doctor Who in the early 1980’s, always making sure I had the latest issue of Doctor Who Weekly or Monthly (to the point of calling the newsagents in nearby Aston Fields if it hadn’t arrived when expected), and making sure I had the Doctor Who Annual at Christmas.

My Mum also invented cosplay in 1980. Well, maybe not quite; from somewhere, I don’t know where, Mum got me a full size Tom Baker scarf… so when the local Church had a Summer Fete with a ‘fancy dress’ competition I was entered… wearing an old long coat borrowed from someone, my Dad’s trilby and my newly obtained scarf I was Doctor Who… I won the boys section easily (being the only entrant) and was ‘joint’ winner of the competition over all… I was thrilled, but miffed as thought I should have been outright winner.



Now I am older I can see why I had to share the prize… the only other participant in the competition was a 5 year old girl in a fairy outfit… (I say she was 5, she may have been older… but she was younger than I was). I’m fairly sure that I didn’t get the prize as either as whatever it was would have been ‘un-shareable’ so probably would be just been promised another Doctor Who novelisation the next time Mum went shopping

This wasn’t the only time my Mum got creative on my behalf. To earn what was probably a ‘making’ badge at Cubs… (It could possibly be ‘recycling’ now) we had to create something out of household rubbish. Most of my peers chose to make shields and swords and the like… I chose to make (or rather I got my Mum to make) K9… How hard could it be? A kitchen roll tube for a tail, a square box for the body with ‘K9’ drawn on with black marker pen, and egg box for a head… Peter Purvis would have been proud of me / my Mum… Sadly K9 didn’t last the evening that it was presented as one of my fellow Cubs managed to knock his head off with a well-aimed tennis ball… cue me walking home like a Marshman from ‘Full Circle’ carrying K9’s egg box head in my hand, dragging the box/body behind me… I did get the badge though!

At some point in 1984 my parents ‘rented’ a video recorder. (It seems strange now that people used to rent TV and video recorders rather than buying them outright). The first video my parents rented was ‘Police Academy’ at the cost of £8 for the weekend. We must have watched it 3 times to get our money’s worth…

I made sure I got our money’s worth out of the next video that got rented… during the first weeks of the summer holidays… ‘Revenge of The Cybermen’, I’m not sure if I’m correct but I am fairly sure I am, my Mum rented this for £10 for a whole week from ‘Owen Owen’ in Redditch, which if I remember correctly was a mainly a furniture and housewares store. Strange how they’d be renting VHS tapes, especially ones that may have had a ‘niche’ appeal… I must have watched it daily for that week, praying for the day when other stories would be released. (I think my family were praying also as I knew the edited compilation word for word)

Later that summer I travelled to Blackpool with my parents for a week, from what I can work out my last ‘family’ holiday with my parents. Other than record shops and bookshops the only thing of interest to me was the ‘Doctor Who Exhibition on Blackpool’s Golden Mile… After visiting the exhibition on probably the first day of our trip, somehow, my Mum managed to persuade the people that ran it to agree to me going back to dress up as a Cyberman and ‘promote’ the exhibition the following day.. And the day after, and the day after that… By the 3rd day I was wearing David Bank’s Cyberleader costume that he’d worn in ‘Earthshock’ and ‘The Five Doctors’
















I did spend a couple of hours in the ‘Dalek’ but found that most passers-by thought it was amusing to kick it or try to push it into the wall… being a Cyberman was much more fun as you could scare the shit out of the parents who has seconds earlier been telling their kids that there was nothing to be scared of and it ‘wasn’t real’ as they walked passed you into long dark corridor at the start of the journey through the exhibition. I vividly remember grown men jumping out of their skin as a gloved Cyber-hand was placed on their shoulder…

The only other thing I remember about that holiday was using the same persuasion I’d used back in 1976 to get my ‘Amazing World Of Doctor Who’ book… even though Blackpool wasn’t as far as Bournemouth I persuaded my Mum to let me have my ‘pocket money’ to buy the Sex Pistols ‘Flogging A Dead Horse’ compilation … My Dad wasn’t too impressed when he saw the plastic turd on the back sleeve… I don’t think he appreciated the music much either. Buying that record would signal something else to come… something possibly bigger than my love of Doctor Who
I don’t want to give the impression that my Dad didn’t welcome or support my fixation with the TV Series, or ‘Doctor Bloody Who’ as he called it, or ‘this rubbish’ on the off chance he was in the same room as it was being broadcast. Years later, in the early 1990’s after he mentioned over tea that one of his colleagues had got BskyB Satellite TV in order to watch football, I enthusiastically explained that they were repeating early Doctor Who for the first time on UK Gold. For a couple of years, until I persuaded Dad to get it ourselves he would regularly buy packs of blank VHS video tapes so that his colleague ‘Nan’ could / would get up early every Sunday morning to record my favourite show. (Years later I asked why she hadn’t just set the timer, she explained they my Dad had told her how much being able to see these old shows meant to me and she feared missing even a few mins)
After leaving school and starting work in 1986 I met a few likeminded souls, some of whom had obtained 3rd or 4th generation VHS tapes of old episodes. As we only had one video recorder in the house I had to wait for my parents to be out at a Legion Meeting for the evening, or Saturday / Sunday afternoon when nothing else was on ‘main’ TV before I could watch. My parents were respective Presidents of the Men’s and Ladies Sections of Handforth Royal British Legion so thankfully their ‘official duties’ meant there were often occasions to do this. I remember watching copy of ‘The Ark’ with my Mum… I’m sure she was more taken with my enjoyment and enthusiasm watching a blurry 1960’s TV Show with a knackered horizontal hold and muffled sound than she was than with the actual show itself! 

If it wasn’t for my Mum’s encouragement I don’t know if my ‘obsession’ with Doctor Who would have lasted so long. I’m sure some people would think that it’s an unhealthy thing also, especially as until the relaunch of the show in 2005 being a ‘Doctor Who fan’ was derided by many, but I’ve formed many friendships and had opportunities arise due to it.

Within ‘fandom’ there is often the opinion that Doctor Who fans can’t also appreciate or wouldn’t be interested in things. For me that isn’t true, as I have just as many friends through a mutual love of legendary DJ John Peel, and the music he played and introduced to the masses and football, specifically Manchester United, where I have been a regular for over 30 years
Actually depending on how well people really know me they would say that outside of family my main obsessions are music and football. The first of these probably being the biggest as I spent many enjoyable years working in that area… which brings me to another reason for not liking Leicester! During 1996 a band I was managing were playing at the ‘Princess Charlotte’ a good little venue on the indie circuit. For some reason the locals decided we were from Liverpool rather than Manchester and taken a dislike to us. Our battered ‘Dodge’ tour bus was showered with bricks and bottles as we tried to load the gear back into it and Britz, our driver had to driver around the ring road which the venue sat on to pick up the various members of the band as they stumbled out of the venue or broke for cover.

Anyway, I digress… other than a couple of years in the late 1980’s when alcohol, the Madchester scene and going out became more of a thing I never have really lost my love of Doctor Who (the Sylvester McCoy era initially passed me by but I caught up via VHS). In my early 20’s my love for the show was fully reignited when a friend bought me ‘The War Games’ VHS for my 21st birthday in late 1991. With me being a completest the collecting bug bit again, whether it be an official BBC release or a compilation recorded off UK Gold (and has only just recently finished over 27 years later with the release of ‘Shada’ BluRay)

It does seem a shame that since the birth of the Internet the art of searching things out and the joy of finding them has pretty much been taken away (unless you’re collecting them for the sake of owning the physical article… although a search on eBay is pretty much guaranteed for most things!)
It would have been unimaginable back in my youth when I started first collecting Target Books that I would one day have copies of all of them; plus issues of Doctor Who Weekly on my iPad and existing episodes on DVD and on a hard drive.

In more recent years my fandom has often been indulged by my friends…  Nikki, who knowing I was in London whilst Russell T Davies was signing ‘The Writers Tale’ in Manchester, drove from near Birmingham to get me a copy for my birthday (and ended up spending a few minutes discussing shoes with the aforementioned showrunner) and Phil who bought me a gold talking Dalek for Christmas in 2005 (both of which I still own).

Nikki also bought me a piece of Doctor Who autographed memorabilia… a page of the script from Tom Baker’s ‘Warriors’ Gate’ signed by Sylvester McCoy… that’s still on the wall.

My Mum passed away on 30th April 2007. As anyone losing someone will know ‘normality’ goes out of the window for a period of time. It was mid-June before I got around to catching up on TV and getting back to ‘normal’. I sat down to watch the Doctor Who episodes I’d recorded (‘Evolution of The Daleks’ to ‘The Family of Blood’) in a marathon session on Sunday 3rd June.

I’d never read any of the ‘New Adventures’, the programmes ‘wilderness years’ being a time when I was going out and doing other things, so wasn’t aware of the epilogue to the ‘Human Nature’ story…

Whilst apparently some of the sentiment was changed for the televised version, I found the ‘Remembrance Day’ scene completely heart-breaking but completely fitting, whist it was tying up the Paul Cornell’s story, for me personally it felt like my favourite show was also paying its own respects to my Mum too

Iain Key 2016/17