So there I was, in Bradford, at the National Museum of Photography, Film and Television when I saw a Dalek.
Cripes I thought, I’d better be careful it looks really far away, but they can trundle quite quickly on level, perfectly smooth, ground. I’d better make a dash for it. You can see the fear in my eyes!
It was at the point above that I realised I’d been duped. It wasn’t far away at all it was just really, really tiny.
And shit.
How they plan on conquering the universe is beyond me. Short arse Skaro bastards.
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Ha-ha!
I was there the other week and saw the same Dalek.
Cool museum though, right? Did you watch an oldie Doctor Who episode in the TV of the past section of the museum?
I didn’t manage to watch any TV in the little booths. A great shame as they did look rather cool.
I did however have a go on one of the real TV cameras they had there, that is until some precocious little shit ran up (with his mummy’s blessing I might add) and quite literally grabbed it off me.
The prison stretch and the possible media backlash were the only things that prevented me from dropping the little fucker there and then…
Are you really suprised they’re that small? They’ve only got that little green blob inside! It’s not like they need to be human sized. Anyway, did they not hear about that billionaire in America who tried to keep one in his basement…
I have a full set of Dalek plans. If I ever get the time/money to spare, I shall build one.