Nick
About
I first watched Doctor Who aged four and a bit, back in, oooh, 1970. January. The nights had drawn in and I was yet to realise that stew wasn't very nice.
The story was Spearhead from Space, with UNIT and the Autons ('bald bastards in durable denim,' as I described them in Dalek I Loved You, which saves me from thinking up a new description here). I was petrified, which was great. Jon Pertwee became my hero.
Later I would: discover girls, but unlike archaeological finds, they got up and ran away; be sent to public school; despise rugby; adore Tom Baker; study Electrical & Electronic Engineering by mistake; drink too much; somehow become a music journalist; start collecting Doctor Who dolls; forge a career path that started to resemble a rockery; have a lovely son named Dylan (currently a Who fanatic - tee hee); become Radio Times' unofficial Dr Who correspondent and so interview a host of the show's stars past and present; get married; write a book about all of the above.
Dalek I Loved You is that book. Better than it was before. Better, stronger, fas... No, hang on, that's The Six Million
Dollar Man.
Doctor Who, Dalek I Loved You, Dalek, Memoir, Nick Griffiths, Gollancz, Orion, seventies childhood, david bowie, radio times, tom baker, david tennant, jon pertwee, patrick troughton, william hartnell, peter davison, colin baker, sylvester mccoy, christopher eccleston, harrison dextrose
