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Doctor Who at 50
Today, Doctor Who celebrates its 50th birthday. It’s been around longer than me, so I can’t remember a time when there wasn’t Doctor Who – one of my earliest “cultural” memories is of being terrified of an Axon. I liked The Wombles too, so, y’know – night and shade. It certainly wasn’t bad for me, Mrs Whitehouse, despite what you thought.
Many things inspired me as a child – the Moomins, the Clangers, the aforementioned recycling denizens of Wimbledon Common, Thunderbirds, The Dandy, the Beano, Buster, Monster Fun, weird Greek comics, weird French comics, cool American comics – the list could go on and on.
But Doctor Who was special – and it still is. Doctor Who inspired me to make up my own stories, both in prose and as comic strips. (There was also always a Doctor Who comic strip, usually in TV Comic at the time I was growing up). Doctor Who fired up my imagination like no other TV show.
I must’ve been ten or eleven when I put together these pages. I was trying to do a bit of Tom Baker here, evidently. He was my Doctor. Still is. Thank you for everything, Doctor – for all the inspiration, for the morality plays, for the Radiophonic sound effects and music, for all the fun and all the scares. Thank you for now inspiring my little girl and helping make her creative.
Doctor Who is 50. Doctor Who is immortal. Viva Doctor Who!