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A Magrsian Quartet

What could be better at Christmas, than curling up with a Paul Magrs book?  Curling up with four of them!

THE ANNUAL YEARS

These extraordinary books are like weird, grotesque shadow-versions of the Show we recognise. They are mutations haunting the wilderness between the domed, protected cities of Canonicity. The world of the Annuals is odder, darker, madder, more psychedelic and surreal. These are adventures in a wilder, destabilized universe. The cosiness of what we recognise as Doctor Who has gone.” – Paul Magrs, from the Introduction

From 1965 to 1986, from William Hartnell to Colin Baker, the World Distributer Doctor Who annuals were weird and witty and wonderful, a big brother to TV Comic and second cousin to Doctor Who Discovers… – and they all the more beloved by us because of that.

That’s right – it’s an analysis of every story in the classic Annual run – plus K9 and Company! ands the first charity Fan Annual – as well as a history, a selection of correspondence, interviews with the authors, and more…

THE NINNIES

Mum wouldn’t believe me when I told her Dad had been taken away by the Ninnies.

She thought he’d left us of his own accord. She thought he’d taken his bucket, ladder and chamois leather on his window round that Monday and simply never came back because he’d gone off us. Or that he’d imagined a better life somewhere else. ‘He could never stand any pressure,’ she sighed, eating another handful of Flying Saucers. ‘He was never any good with stress.’But I knew. I knew he’d never just up and leave us. Not with Squoosh, my little sister on the way. I knew what had really happened.He had been taken away by the Ninnies.Though Mum would not listen to a word of it. ‘You’re too fanciful,’ she told me, cramming another load of Flying Saucers into her mouth as she sat there at the kitchen table. ‘You get it from him. He was always dreaming. Making daft things up. All about the things he saw through people’s windows!’ I could tell that Mum herself was making stuff up as she ranted. She was making herself believe that we would be better off without him.

We both knew that wasn’t true.

IRIS WILDTHYME AND THE CELESTIAL OMNIBUS

What is there left to say about Iris Wildthyme — transtemporal  adventuress extraordinaire, metafictional explorer of texts and subtexts, double-decker-dwelling interstellar bag-lady, amnesia-prone political and sexual revolutionary, writer of wrongs, wronger of rights (especially copyrights), all-round champion of freedom, occasional nightclub singer and frequent bar-room floozy?

Well, there’s always something…

THE CHRISTMAS BOX

Christmas television is a traditionally hit and miss affair, combined in equal part fabulous special occasion and tiresome old tattiness, but in amongst the repeats of old movies and trite kids’ specials, there’s a wealth of hidden gems to be uncovered.

Join Paul as he takes an informed, if idiosyncratic, journey through the world of festive TV, picking out the highlights of his own lifetime of watching…

£40.00

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About the Author

Paul Magrs is a novelist, dramatist and visual artist, based in Manchester.

 

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Dimensions 148 × 210 cm

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