Doctor Who is more than just a TV show. It's even more than a TV cult like Star Trek. With 50 years on British telly (minus that long intermission around the nineties) it is the thing that still culturally links us to the 60s, especially now that Top Of The Pops is over. That's why there's a mini-industry of people with charming Bildungsromans which are mainly based around what they were doing when Terror Of The Autons was first broadcast.
Nick Jones has the drop on his competitors though because, besides the fact that he can tell a story really well, he worked for the Radio Times when Russell T Davies successfully regenerated the show in 2005. So as well as stories of hiding behind the sofa when the Daleks were on, Jones can drop in stories about mingling with David Tennant, Billie Piper and the late, lovely Elizabeth Sladen.
But of course the heart of this book is the story of an English childhood at a time when English childhoods had a little bit of magic (after the war and before happyslapping). We see a child's wonder at the new world before him while Pertwee is rocking the Tardis; the emerging personality of pre-pubesence as Tom Baker dragged his massive scarf around space and time; the agonising nihilism of both adolescence and having to sit through Bonnie Langford as a companion.
It's all here and it's told with spirit and enormous affection. A bit like one of those I Love The 70s shows, except in book form and without the repeated urge to punch Peter Kay.
(reposted from El Dink - eBook Bargain Bin