Tuesday

Tramalot Part I

The Thirtieth of June Two Thousand and Fifteen. Tuesday.

"Some people can read War and Peace and come away thinking it’s a simple adventure story. Others can read the ingredients on a chewing gum wrapper and unlock the secrets of the universe."

 Lex Luthor
(1986 rates: $1,000,000/hour)


At four in the morning on the Fourteenth of June Two Thousand and Fifteen (Sunday) I sat on the floor of the ancillary bedroom staring at a pile of Doctor Who books, bleary-eyed, knowing I was due in work in less than five hours, thinking "what is the point? Go to bed".

This Sunday, St Peter's Square tram stop in Manchester was closed with a view to demolishing it. They're building a new one, tying in with the new 2nd City Crossing (2CC) but for now the line is closed and the stop is gone. Kaput. I had a notion - I can't remember exactly when - to visit every tram stop on the Metrolink network in one day and if I was going to do it it would have to be on my last free day off before St Peter's Square closed: Monday the 15th. I propped open my eyelids with matchsticks and continued my prep.

"What prep?" I hear you ask. Well, just visiting each stop seemed a bit straightforward. So I determined that the only sensible course of action to take was to ensure I was reading a Doctor Who novelisation in the selfies I intended to take at each stop. But this was not something that could be done willy-nilly. There had to be rules...

The Rules

The basic unit of currency would be the novelisation - book adaptations of classic series television stories. There should be some sort of connection between the book and the stop where the photo was taken, however vague. If a connection couldn't be found, then a 'joker' could be used - a novelisation of something other than a televised story. It had to be a novelisation, though - not an original novel.

But I was going to start in Eccles so I thought I'd break that rule straight away.

The Eccles Line

ECCLES

'You see?' said the Doctor triumphantly. 'Scratch the surface and there's usually something going on underneath. Fantastic!' He seized a handful of Rose's chips and stuffed them in his mouth.
There was no way I was going to overlook the opportunity to include the Salfordian Doctor, who happened to be called Eccleston, in a book written by a Salfordian author who I went to school with. But that's the only one. Honest. 

In the interest of full disclosure, I have to point out I actually started at the nearest stop to my Mam and Dad's, Weaste, and then got off at Ladywell to go to the McDonald's for a breakfast wrap, hash browns and coffee and then walked to Eccles.


LADYWELL

Lady Eleanor's eyes gleamed. 'You will mix a potion and poison the dog?'

  June (Dot Cotton) Brown played a Lady in this story. I told you some of the links were vague. There'll be vaguer still before we finish.


WEASTE

The Doctor grinned. 'Romana, you're wonderful.' 'I suppose I am. I've never really thought about it!'
 The working title for State of Decay was The Wasting, and Weaste is derived from the wastes where the village was founded. Disappointed I couldn't find the 'The Wasting is... the Wasting' quote from the TV version. I think Terrance probably excised that cos it's daft.


LANGWORTHY

'Logopolis is the keystone.' The Monitor's face was ashen. 'If you destroy Logopolis, you unravel the whole causal nexus!'
There's a community centre in Langworthy called the Cornerstone. That's a bit like a keystone. And Langworthy and Logopolis sound a bit similar. Ish.


BROADWAY


Puffing contentedly at his cigar, Jago stood watching in the wings, as Chang moved toward the climax of his act.
A theatre plays a large part in this story. The stop is called Broadway. Simples.


MEDIACITYUK

Scanning around the Punishment Dome through the lenses of his 207 video cameras, Bax considered what best to offer the early morning viewers of Varos.
 Another straightforward link - a story about television at the station where the BBC's Salford studios are located.


HARBOUR CITY

'Ben?' whispered Vince fearfully. 'He be coming back. Coming back for me!'
 Well, the yacht in this doesn't make it to the harbour - it crashes on the titular rock - but it's close enough. I think this is one of only two stories with someone named Vince in them (although bizarrely, the audio description track for Love & Monsters calls Victor Kennedy 'Vincent' (2021 edit: no it doesn't! I've completely Mandela Effected this memory.)


ANCHORAGE

'I'll cast a spell on ye, my pretty death's-head, a spell that'll run from ear to ear!'
 A straightforward one, this. Story about Cornish smugglers, searching for hidden treasure while their ship is anchored off-shore.


SALFORD QUAYS

Years of patient scheming had brought Yartek to the threshold of absolute power.
Salford Quays of Marinus. Genius.


EXCHANGE QUAY

It was all rather ridiculous, thought Romana. Like one of those romantic videonovels she'd viewed when she was very young.
 This is one of the Key to Time stories and has an exchange plot reminiscent of the Prisoner of Zenda. Boom!


POMONA

'I don't like Romana,' she objected, panting for breath. The Doctor shrugged. 'It's either that or Fred,' he said. 'I prefer Fred,' she said after a brief pause. 'Good. Come on, Romana,' the Doctor cried, setting off once again.
 I always think of Romana when I pass this stop. That's a good enough reason I believe.


CORNBROOK

Trickster and his doll turned and looked wonderingly at each other, as if unable to believe their eyes.
 Erm, the Trickster in this story was played by Lee Cornes. Yes, some of these are that tenuous.

Time to change lines and head toward East Didsbury.

More soonliest.

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