I’ve always loved the Dalek stories, particularly the serials from the 1960s and ‘70s. Those of you who’ve followed my blog know that I used the Doctor Who story “The Dalek Invasion of Earth” as a paradigm to understanding the importance of various places and landmarks during our visit to London in 2011. I suppose it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when the Daleks invaded our home last year, but then, one can never fully anticipate the future.
Through the entry portal of my wife’s knitting needles, Daleks of different color schemes (and hence holding different ranks and positions within Dalek society) began appearing in our living room. A gray Dalek was swiftly followed by black, yellow, pink (Pink?), and even a red Dalek, featuring an arm with pincers instead of a sucker from the AARU movie “Dr. Who and the Daleks.” Instead of bending us to their will through force and oppression, these Daleks conquered us with their cuteness. My wife forged a particularly strong relationship with one, whom she brought along on last year’s trip to Yorkshire and Wales. He forced his way into photographs at various stops along the way, and a slideshow of these now plays whenever her laptop sits idle for too long.
|A "Last of the Summer Daleks" moment outside Holmfirth.|
|Prospecting for future mining operations at Aysgarth Falls,|
in preparation for "The Dalek Invasion of Earth."
|While I rest at our hotel near Thirsk, I am guarded by|
"All Daleks Great and Small."
|Another "All Daleks Great and Small" moment,|
this time up above Askrigg.
|"The Dalek Who Went Up a Hill, |
But Came Down a Mountain."
Late last year, my wife mailed a Dalek to a friend of ours in New York, who is also a fan of Doctor Who. He was surprised and delighted by her gift, but apparently not as much as his daughter, who discovered the Dalek when she returned home during the Christmas break. He told us that she’s “kidnapping” their Dalek, and taking it back to rule her dorm room in Colorado. He wrote, “I think she will be using the Dalek to intimidate the other residents.” That’s the problem with Daleks. Give them an invitation into your little world, and they’ll end up ruling it.
You never can tell where an act of kindness will end up taking a person. Or, for that matter, a Dalek.
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