FEATURE BY STEVE O’BRIEN
It’s not often you find yourself at a bar standing next to a Dalek ordering a drink.
“I – will – have – a – pint – of – Carlsberg – please,” it rasps. But the barmaid is busy tending to someone else – me. The Mark III Travel Machine, known affectionately here as Dalek Doris, expresses its frustration in a colourful way before declaring, “I’m off to Starbucks.”