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Fury from the Deep - A Relic of the Old Time

In May 2012, a freak wormhole in the space-time continuum briefly opened a gateway to 1980 and Hidden Tiger Books decided to take advantage of the opportunities it presented. The initial intent, which was to pick up loads of cheap tat to auction off at inflated prices on ebay, was quickly sidetracked when they were cornered by a spotty 14 year-old oik called Alan Hayes, who demanded to be interviewed. Reluctantly, we agreed.

HIDDEN TIGER: Alan, it may surprise you to know that we are in contact with your future self in 2012 and are publishing a collection of your fanzine, Fury From The Deep. What have you got to say about that?

ALAN HAYES: 2012? Wow! That's terrific! Can't say I'm surprised, though. Fury From The Deep is one heck of a fanzine, if I do say so myself. Even David Hamilton likes it. I think he's the man from Top of the Pops, but I've met him and he looks different to the man from Top of the Pops, so obviously the BBC have got something wrong there. I think I will write and complain.

HT: Hasn't it occurred to you that there might be more than one person called David Hamilton? Strewth! Oh well, better let the cat out of the bag... We really don't want to hurt your feelings, but Hidden Tiger are issuing Fury From The Deep for a laugh, really.

AH: A laugh? You're pulling my leg!

HT: Absolutely not. It's pant-wettingly hilarious. You mean you can't see that? The naive art, the fabricated news stories, the articles that dissected the series with all the insight of a concussed badger, the glib and dumb opinion... and then there's the general design and layout which appears to have been pulled together by drunkard in a straitjacket. You really don't expect us to take all that seriously, do you?

AH: Well, it's your loss, future boy. I've always said that a life is incomplete without having a map to the Doctor Who story, The Stones of Blood, an exhaustive half-page feature about the name Theta Sigma, or a giant drawing of a Cybermat. I only drew that one because it was easier to draw than Patrick Troughton. So far I've only mastered drawing his arms.

HT: Right... What issue are you working on right now?

AH: The Summer Special. I finished Issue 3 last week and it's brilliant. It's even got a report about going to the BBC Radiophonic Workshop with Marc Sinclair and Uncle David Saunders. I never thought I would live to see the day when Dick Mills squelched his hands in Swarfega just for me. Breathtaking stuff! I am truly blessed. As for the Summer Special, it'll be double length and will be the best one yet. That'll change your minds.

HT: We've seen it. It didn't. However, we must admit that there are some nice bits in your magazines, but they're all written or drawn by people who are not you. There's some decent stuff from Colin P. Jenkins, Richard Hawley, Anthony Goodman and Jim Mortimore (he's a published author now, you know!).

AH: Oh, I'll go and tell Jamie that. That's his real name, you know, and he lives two doors down the road from here at number 66 with his Mum and his Dad and his brother and sister and two vicious dogs that keep attacking me. He'll be delighted to know that he'll be on a level with the likes of Barbara Cartland in the future. He's very clever and, as far as I know, Barbara Cartland isn't as good as him at making spaceships out of bits of old Airfix kits, so really, that probably means he's much better than she is, doesn't it? I would go and tell him, but I've got him slaving away for me, writing a story about the Key to Time, called The Enemy Within.

HT: It's very good.

AH: How do you know? He's only just started writing it!

HT: We've seen it. Tell you what, we'll just drop a copy around to him before we pop off home. It'll save him spending too much time writing it. So what are your future plans after the Summer Special?

AH: Well, there's Issue 4, which is due out in July, and then I'll be doing a Winter Special, which is planned for September or October.

HT: You really shouldn't bother. Go out. Meet some girls.

AH: I would, but my mum keeps perming my hair and I'm too afraid to go out of the house. It's not easy being fourteen and having a hairstyle that makes me look like a Boney M groupie!

HT: Well, if you've got to stay indoors, read something decent, then. You know, perhaps some Ray Bradbury, Asimov, maybe even some Dickens, Wells or Conan Doyle.

AH: Hmmmph! And what, pray tell, can possibly beat Doctor Who and the Underworld by Terrance Dicks? You people from the future are so dopey. You know what, I don't much like your attitude. I've half a mind to destroy all my copies of Fury From The Deep, just so that you can't publish your jokey book.

HT: Do it. Burn the lot of them. Cut them into little bits and feed them to the dog. It won't make one jot of difference as we got our copies from some idiot who purchased all the issues and kept them for 32 years. And we said you were a bit dim!

AH: You didn't say that at all.

HT: Well, take it as read that we have now. Quite startlingly dim, in fact.

AH: Um, thanks.

HT: One last thing. Soon you'll be getting heavily into Ultravox. Try to grow a Midge Ure moustache as you'll soon be appearing in the local independent press and we like a laugh. By the way, you don't need that TARDIS Tuner, do you? Or that Chad Valley Give-A-Show Projector? Give 'em here. Ebay, here I come...

Alan Hayes (aged 47), 2012

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