A rather decent standalone Eleventh Doctor adventure, in which he gets drawn back to the First World War where the basic concept of Victory of the Daleks is brought into an arms race plot where the evil pepperpots have persuaded arms manufacturers on both sides to construct the great new fighting machines; shades also of three great Troughton stories, The War Games and the two Dalek ones, repackaged for a new generation with Justin Richards’ lucid prose and Collins’ superb art. It doesn’t take the Doctor anywhere terribly new but retreads old ground with confidence.
I think Shaw’s level of acerbity (if that is the right word) combined with wit was matched by very few correspondents at any time!
I loved the passage about Plunkett and his sidekick Gill in Hail and Farewell. Gill’s letters are in the National Library – they were a great source for my PhD, but none of them of sufficiently general interest to photocopy for posterity.