
The Mary Whitehouse Letters- Volume 1
Mary Whitehouse- uncompromising guardian
of the nation’s morals, or self-righteous, vindictive harpy? The argument
has been raging since last Thursday and shows no signs of calming down.
Through her pioneering campaigns, Mrs Whitehouse for many years succeeded
in alerting generations of television viewers to where the really mucky
stuff was, and her tireless promotion of Christian values drew millions
away from the nation’s churches and back to their sofas to watch something
racy with women taking their tops off. However, we at the Vervoid are in a
position to shed some light on Mary Whitehouse and the NVALA. A file of
correspondence addressed to Mrs Whitehouse was recently found on a park
bench in Graeme Gardens and passed to us. It contains a selection of the
Doctor Who-related letters that Mary Whitehouse received, together
with the photograph of Robert Holmes which she kept on her dartboard. Over
the next few weeks, we will be sharing some of these letters with you, and
we are sure that you will agree that these letters are a revealing insight
into the kinds of people who would write to Mrs Whitehouse. Upright moral
crusader or the only sane one in the asylum? Only time will tell...
23 Disraeli Villas
Nuneaton
10th October 1976
Dear Mrs Whitehouse,
I would like to draw to your attention
the cavalier attitude of the warped and twisted minds who are making
‘Doctor Who’ these days. Only last Saturday, the recent story ‘The Hand of
Fear’ had Doctor Who’s assistant Sarah wandering into a nuclear power
station armed only with a lunchbox. Do these people not realise what
dangerous messages they are putting into impressionable young minds? Only
today I found that my eight-year-old son Oswald had walked into our local
nuclear power station with his Tupperware lunchbox and proceeded to eat
his lunch next to the reactor. He now glows in the dark, which I wouldn’t
mention only the people across the road have complained that the glowing
is keeping them awake at night. The doctors also tell me that Oswald is
likely to be sterile, which is a bit of a nuisance as I have already
knitted twenty-three pairs of bootees for his future offspring.
Please use your influence to ensure that
no other little boys end up like Oswald (although that said, since
Oswald’s accident my husband no longer bumps into things when getting up
in the night).
Yours self-righteously
Daphne Cox-Wallow (Mrs)
Padlock House
London
21st February 1977
Dear Mrs Whitehouse,
As Chief Handlebar of the British
Association for Pedalling Safely (the "Purple Helmets"), I would like to
make you aware of the potential dangers being promoted by the BBC
television programme ‘Doctor Who’. The most recent serial, ‘The Robots of
Death’, had a number of characters wantonly sticking reflector discs on
each other. Quite apart from the fact that I know of several children who
will not now use these useful little items for fear of being strangled by
a robot, the older children in our area have taken to wearing reflectors
on their jackets. This is an extremely dangerous practice; only the other
day, I was cycling home from Padlock House when I caught sight of a
reflector in my headlamp. I remained stationary for some ten minutes or so
in the belief that a cyclist ahead of me was waiting to turn, when it was
in fact a child waiting at a bus stop wearing one of these reflectors.
During this time, my darling wife’s Beef Bourguignon was boiling away to
nothing in our Baby Belling and I was in for it when I got home, I can
tell you!
Please use your influence with the BBC
to ensure that our little red friend the reflector is only used for the
purpose for which it was intended.
Yours obsessively
Harold Gere-Cheyne
Chief Handlebar, BAPS |