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Cover blurb: At least that’s how it seemed to Bob Fischer — a grubby, wide-eyed eight-year-old growing up in front of the telly. 25 years later, Bob still loves his science fiction and takes off in his Toyota TARDIS for a tour of the UK’s cult conventions. From Doctor Who to Discworld, Star Wars to Star Trek, Robin of Sherwood to Red Dwarf, Bob covers them all, combining misty-eyed memories with a terrifying travelogue of terrible, tortuous... terror. Or something. On the way he meets Terry Pratchett, Craig Charles, Dave Prowse, Britt Ekland’s dog and a man who threatens Peter Davison with a lightsaber. In space, no one can hear you scream. And don’t expect much sympathy in Peterborough, either. |
Cover blurb: In 1981, the eight-year-old Bob Fischer was entranced by Daleks, Vogons and crack Imperial Stormtroopers. Almost three decades later, Bob decides to rekindle the affair with a tour of the UK’s sci-fi and cult TV conventions. Freewheeling from Doctor Who to Discworld, Star Wars to Star Trek and Robin of Sherwood to Red Dwarf, he combines misty-eyed memories with a terrifying travelogue of terrible, torturous...terror. Or something. In space, no one can hear you scream. And don’t expect much sympathy in Peterborough, either. ‘Will give anyone from the era of Spam fritters and Blue Riband biscuits a Proustian rush... A witty, heartwarming exploration of the light side of SF fandom’ SFX**** ‘Will have you hitching aboard the Millennium Falcon to a galaxy overflowing with infinite possibilities’ Metro**** |
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