One night we had a pick-up an OAP into Linton Hospital, it's where old people went to die, my Dad ended up in there.
Marden a nice country Kent village cottage with thatched roof and beams,
Upstairs next to patient in bed was a picture of Dr Who and The Tardis..
I looked at the ticket W Hartnell, f..jesus it's Dr Who, It took me back to 1963, amazing..
Later I took my pal another young ambulance man to the hospital, pointed at the line of beds and said 'Who's that ?
He was stunned when I told him the old man smiled and died a few weeks later.
So years later when I obtained 12 thousand square feet of Clerkenwell, small on the outside and big on the inside,
The Tardis sprung to mind, qed!
So I found this on Youtube :
Fascinating, a rich, posh artist had half a full sized Tardis made for us which we used for years in Turnmill St,
erecting it at 5pm ready for a party but gone by 9am it made the 'dooddly doodly sound and we used dry ice with a blue lamp and all..
So back to Dr Who..Neil Tennant and Chris both used to come to our parties usually with a coked'-up jSP
that's Janet Street..
Hence Doctorin The Tardis...qed..
It gets better.....I was 13 when I first watched Dr Who a year later I was smoking marijuana, mind you 2 years later I was doing acid.. 1966/67 was the best years in 'swinging London.
Being honest and thinking back I must have looked a right prat, stack metallic boots, paisley shirts and Simba Afgan coats..
Another connection was The Theremin, we once held a performance by a weird guy with a weird instrument
this Theremin, the into music to Dr Whooo..Dr Dr Who ect...so i believe..
Obviously by then I had put away 'childish things..but years later synchronicity raised it's head,,,
A pal Gold tooth Micky also known as 'Clerkenwell Micky a bare knuckle boxer, had a posh s/H furniture shop in Clerkenwell Road with his mate 'Little Lou'
I popped in one day looking for Mickey, Lou pointed to their Dalek, Mickey had been inside it for 15 minutes waiting to frighten customers..I bought a BBC 'Metal Mickey off them 'dead cheap, when he smashed it through one of their plate glass shop windows and then radio controlled it all the way back to my place.
It was a classic 1960,s BBC engineering huge 12v car batteries..weighed a ton..
Sean Pertwee was a regular guest and his Dad had once played the Doctor, Jon Pertwwee..
Plus Sean did voiceover for Master Chef, my mate John who had Smiths of Smithfield round the corner.
People used to bring us loads of Dr Who stuff, radio controlled Daleks, I still have a statue of W Hartnell here in Egypt.
Bruce with half the Tardis in my office..
Well that was fun at 2.30 am egypt time, time for for bed said zebedee....
