
The Face of Evil

“The Day Tom Went Mad”,
“Philip Clarke 1977”, “Sevadream Sevateem”

“The One with The Big Face”
(USA), “Doctor Who and the Face of Niceness” (The Campaign To Shield
Children From Anything Nasty)

Doctor Who corrects a mistake
he hasn’t made yet.

*** - It’s more of a table
wine than a vineyard.

“I had to prepare for playing
a god by learning humility” (Tom Baker in his autobiography “Tom Baker,
Who Art in Heaven”)

"Now drop your pants or I'll
kill him with this deadly jelly baby"

This entire story was written
at the last minute after Tom Baker blew the BBC’s pension fund on a huge
sculpture of his own face.
Tom Baker and Louise Jameson
hit it off instantly – he affectionately nicknamed her ‘sod off’ and she
dubbed him ‘uncle grumpy’.
Two cameras went missing
during the second studio session. The production team insisted it was a
publicity stunt by the Blue Peter team but they denied it. The fact that
an unnamed member of the cast came to work that day in a quite
exceptionally big coat (and left in rather a hurry) was hushed up.
During one take, Tom Baker
shouted ‘can’t you at least try to be more like a cabbage?’ and Louise,
lacking a stinging retort, hit him with a nearby midget. Ex gratia
payments of fifteen pounds each were given to all those present.
The Virgin New Adventure
‘Andromedium’ speculates that this story takes place after Robots of
Death. We’d have more details but the book is currently nine hundred
pounds on eBay and we aren’t stupid. Well, not that stupid. All the time.
The tapes of this story were
due to be blasted into space in 1987 until NASA realised their mistake and
sent a satellite up instead.

...is that human beings will become really
rubbish if and when they ever colonise other worlds.

Si Hunt

“I know from first hand experience how
much trouble one can have from a computer which has been given ones
personality. Some years ago I was persuaded to boost security at Brent
Towers. This was after I'd spent a sizable sum purchasing a kilogram of
Maureen O'Brien's discarded skin and was worried that some hoodlum might
see the chance of making an easy buck. The engineer convinced me to spend
the equivalent of three hundred grams of Miss O'Brien's tissues on a
system whereby the burglar alarm was made more secure by adding a copy of
my personality into the circuits. I was lucky in that, apparently, it
normally takes several weeks to accurately convert a person's personality
into digital form but mine only took fifty six seconds. I must've had a
particularly intelligent artisan.
Alas, he must've made a programming error as the machine was obnoxious,
petulant, patronising, smug, verbose, childish, aggressive, insulting,
tactless, mean-spirited and grumpy. Ian Devine tried to gain access via
the backdoor but found that my guard was resolute. After two weeks living
in the potting shed I finally considered it worth the horrific expense of
making a mobile telephone call and demanded that the engineer remove the
system.
To make matters worse, the skin fragments turned out to be from the
seller's own dermas and therefore had absolutely no value what so ever.
Sometimes it is so hard to be me.”

 
 
 
 
 
 

Sebastian Bastard, writing in "Neeva's
Glove-cum-Hat", summed the story up in glowing terms. "It is essentially a
psychological parable for the modern 1970s as we face the inexorable
challenge to reconcile our intrinsic animalistic and primitive religio-ignorant
nature with the unimaginable and exponential rise in our technological
development. But the good news is that it has a swinging piece of totty
dressed up like Raquel Welsh." The editor was swamped with letters asking
for more details on the "unimaginable and exponential rise in our
technological development" and whether it would let them own more Doctor
Who. Most of those letters included a post script saying it is actually
'Welch' not 'Welsh'.
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