please empty your brain below

...because I don't.

I do remember him...but only just. Patrick Troughton is where I came in properly, with Jamie & Zoe. I fancied Jamie.

So did Joe Orton, Mike. It's in his diaries.

I very vaguely remember the rather grumpy man... and always when we were at my Grandmother's... maybe that's where we went on Saturdays?

Vividly. Hooked from episode one, by which time I was already a veteran of The Lost Planet, Quatermasses 2 and The Pit, Lost in Space (I think), and Journey Into Space, which was on Radio Luxembourg.

Hartnell kept fluffing his lines, so they got rid of him. It never seemed right after that. I was a bright kid - knew what they were getting up to. Somewhere in my later teens I grew out of the programme - possibly as my much younger sister was entering her "behind the sofa" phase with it.

I've never fully understood adult fascination with Doctor Who. It was just a heap of shit really, wasnt' it?

I was there and hooked from episode 1 and also remember initially being terrified out of my wits by the daleks, but it didn't stop me wanting and getting one of the motorised dalek toys for Christmas.

We queued for hours top get into the first two Doctor Who films too. If I recall correctly the queue was that long we missed getting into the first show by about 10 people/kids, so we had to stick it out in the queue and wait for the second show before we got in. That was in teh days when cinema's only had one screen.

I think I stopped watching Dr Who towards the end of Tom Baker's reign, I definitely didn't see any of the Peter Davison's episodes.











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