2) Doctor Who – Fury from the Deep, by Victor Pemberton
Ian alerted me to this novelisation (published in 1986, of a 1968 story) as being possibly one of the better ones of the later Target run, and I got it off eBay pretty easily. I admit I (and even more so my wife) had found the original story a bit lackingdoes make more sense than the original story and fills in some of the plot gaps and backgrounds to the characters, and Victoria’s decision to depart is decently foreshadowed. And the monster, as so often, is more convincing on the printed page. So I don’t regret buying it.
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I see that Air Canada makes neither list. I’m not wild about them, but they don’t suck as badly as they used to, and I don’t have a lot of choice. My options for flying to Toronto are charters from Gatwick (4 hours from my house), BA from Heathrow (at least 2 x the price of Air Canada, and frankly even if I had the money they’re not twice as good) or AC from Heathrow.
Small Brother lived in China and travelled in SE asia some years ago. He says the most depressing thing in the world from the cattle class traveller’s point of view is the sight of business class on Japan Airlines. Then again, he’s taken internal flights in China and has tales of planes without seat belts, so his metric may be a bit whacked.