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tear open all the The Roundheads? Can’t remember. I should have done!

presents at once. My love affair with Christmas goes back Phillip Jackson’s name leaps out at me because the actor forever. I was always a nostalgic child. My Mam used to say of that name is now a friend of mine. Also, Sir Brian de Fillis I had an old soul. I remember desperately wanting to leave is named after someone I knew in Leeds and lost touch with school so that we could have a reunion! It’s a strange who’s now written a script about Fanny Cradock in which affliction and I had it bad. I always wanted to be older, more I’m about to play her husband. How strange. How nostalgic!

experienced. Now I am - oh to be nineteen again! Haha.

It’s here that the horror starts to kick in too. More than The fate of Professor Quatermass’s daughter and anything, I wanted Nightshade to be a horror story and granddaughter are given to Trevithick here as a nod. I poor Sir Harry being dissolved by the terrible things that supposed, naively, that only a few people would pick up on have taken on the shape of his dead children is as grim as these references but then I was young and little steeped in my Doctor Who gets.

the madness of fandom! In a similar way, the reference to the Doctor outside the Cyber tombs speaking to Victoria Chapter Five

about his family was a nice little reference. Little did I know that the story would be found soon after so that the Dr Hawthorne’s racism grew out of the setting, I think, in reference looked almost trendy.

that ‘68 was the year of Enoch Powell’s infamous Rivers of Still on a Quatermass theme, I’ve always loved the notion Blood speech. I thought it would be interesting to have a of sinister happenings being discovered in ancient texts.

British Asian at the centre of the story and highlight both 310

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the naked nastiness of Hawthorne’s generation alongside Chapter Six

the casual racism of someone like Mrs Crithin who considers Vijay nice enough but still a ‘darkie’. Overall, it Things are getting very bitty around here, it seems to me. I now all seems very right on and straining to be PC but, hey, suppose they’re like cut away scenes which probably means this was the Nineties!

I was thinking more in terms of screenplay than book at this Hawthorne’s fear of the Tar Baby seemed like a neat idea point! Very naughty.

and it’s a fear I shared as a child, along with wolves, the Robin very selfishly deserts his stepmother as he thinks Child Catcher and the little Troll from Terror of the Autons.

he’s on a promise with Ace. Although this looks terribly Little things, actually, have always given me the creeps.

heartless, I think we all are from time to time. And she is I remember doing a lot of reading in order to find the only his stepmother...

right star to explode. Bellatrix seemed the ideal candidate I’m not quite sure why the Sentience makes people rot but but I made it a double star so that I could blow up without it’s good for description you have to admit. To this day, I wiping it out all together! No-one seems ever to have can rattle off horrific descriptions of putrefaction and noticed the extra one.

monstrousness without pausing for breath. It’s the I cringe slightly at the Doctor ordering ginger beer from straighter stuff that takes time. I like ‘a wide green stain like the pub. It seems a bit neutered now. Certainly, I think fruit mould’.

there’s nothing wrong with the Doctor having a pint and, There’s some more description of my old Christmases given the mood he’s in, you’d forgive him if he got roundly here - particularly waiting at the top of the stairs for the bladdered.

parental say-so - this time given to the character of Medway.

A primary school teacher of mine had cut out “- agile I suppose I’ve always been nostalgic for a Christmas I never Wit” from a cardboard box, just as in the story, and pinned quite had and hate the idea of it becoming about “slippers it to his door. I suppose it’s the sort of thing you do when and hankies” rather than magical

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