Thanks for this. That episode ("Computer Affair") was adapted as part of the 2nd UFO novelisation, which was the first "grown up" book I ever owned. It was bought for my by Mum after much begging and pleading in the shop, largely because the cover featured Lt Gay Ellis, who was my first ever major crush (I was six). =:o}
It also led to the mortifying incident where I was *forced* to read a page of the book out loud to Mum. This may have been on advice from my teachers, who I think were getting concerned that, having learned (ahead of most kids) to read silently rather than aloud, I was refusing to read aloud at all anymore, which made it rather difficult to check my progress.
I remember reading the conversation between Bradley and Straker and meing mystified as to what it was all about. I figured it out after a while.
N.B. for context: I grew up in *very* white part of the UK, but with a Mum who was about as colourblind as you could get, and family friends who were adopted kids of various "mixed races", and it took my a while to figure out (a) that racism existed and (b) that it actually went on in our neighbourhood.
Imagine my bewilderment when my best female friend at school capped a discussion of the topic with "yes, but you wouldn't marry one, would you?", or when a close family member spoke up in support of Enoch Powell... I mean, hadn't these people *read* "Doctor Who and the Cave Monsters"?!?
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Date: 2008-08-07 09:42 pm (UTC)It also led to the mortifying incident where I was *forced* to read a page of the book out loud to Mum. This may have been on advice from my teachers, who I think were getting concerned that, having learned (ahead of most kids) to read silently rather than aloud, I was refusing to read aloud at all anymore, which made it rather difficult to check my progress.
I remember reading the conversation between Bradley and Straker and meing mystified as to what it was all about. I figured it out after a while.
N.B. for context: I grew up in *very* white part of the UK, but with a Mum who was about as colourblind as you could get, and family friends who were adopted kids of various "mixed races", and it took my a while to figure out (a) that racism existed and (b) that it actually went on in our neighbourhood.
Imagine my bewilderment when my best female friend at school capped a discussion of the topic with "yes, but you wouldn't marry one, would you?", or when a close family member spoke up in support of Enoch Powell... I mean, hadn't these people *read* "Doctor Who and the Cave Monsters"?!?