14th February, 2019.
Right, OK: I’ll admit it, and confirm what my introductory post has said.
I have — with the minimal savings I had — managed to buy a book.
I’ve bought a few, over the past few weeks.
And own a lot more in my own personal library.
Right now though?
I’m just personally glad to own a copy of The Daleks: the novelisation of the first Dr Who story to feature the creatures.
Whilst the version I have is a reprint? The original was published in 1964: and was the first Dr Who series to be released as a novel.
It’s ALSO somewhat different from the televised version: as Unearthly Child wasn’t novelised until the 1980s, it’s introduces us to Ian and Barbara in a different way: they meet for the first time, just outside a police box … on a fog shrouded common.
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As you may or may not know … ?
I’ve actually read it, before.
Many years ago, I actually managed to pick up an original, 1965 paper back edition of the book: when it still went under the title of Doctor Who in an Exciting Adventure with the Daleks.
Would you believe it, I’d found it at a scout jumble sale.
That original? Was barely held together by sticky tape, was definitely not what you call mint …
and is long since gone.
So … ? Frankly, buying this edition is — to a certain extent — reliving my childhood.
But also interesting in another sense.
It’s me, having a lot at my favourite TV pho’s history: as an adult, rather than a slightly geeky teen.
Frankly?
I’m just wondering whether to put it at the top of my ‘To Read’ pile, or at the bottom.
We’ll see.
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At any rate … ?
Dr Who is not all I wanted to tell you about, tonight.
Not by a long shot.
Oh, no.
As you’ve possibly realised, I tend to like a TV series, now and again.
There’s a few I’ve kept an eye open for.
There’s others.
Of course there are.
Which, it has to be said, was a fantastic piece of work: one that demanded a second episode be JUST as good.
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