Seeds of Doom
Horror of Fang Rock
Talons of Weng Chi’Ang
Horns of Nimon
The Leisure Hive
Robots of Death
Brain of Morbius
Full Circle
Terror of the Zygons
Pyramids of Mars
The Seeds of Doom
The Stones of Blood
The Androids of Tara
Seeds of Doom
Horror of Fang Rock
Talons of Weng Chi’Ang
Horns of Nimon
Robboe, always with a cigarette in his mouth, blew smoke away from his eyes and ash fell on to his brown overall-coat.
'Oh,' – Eve Spennymoor leaned back in her chair – 'she was one of those hard, greedy little bitches.
“The Tardis had come to rest
once more - the Doctor wasn't quite sure where! - and Adric was the first at the viewing screen, eager to know what adventures were likely to be on the agenda this time.”
Robboe, always with a cigarette in his mouth, blew smoke away from his eyes and ash fell on to his brown overall-coat.
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A disgraced German officer, who is saved from the perilous task of torpedoing British ships, by the dubious offer of taking the on more perilous task of assassinating Churchill...
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Writer, Broadcaster, Pop culture authority and TV’s ‘Clangers Expert.’