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|  | | | The Daleks aboard their spaceship. With this strip being illustrated by Eric Eden, things look a little different from the normal Dalek idea of interior design... and substantially more tasteful. |
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|  | | | A couple of Phrynians. Shortly before they become ex-Phrynians... |
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|  | | | A Phrynian patrol is targeted by Dalek missiles. Now might be the time for evasive manoeuvres. |
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|  | | | The Controller’s new pet was proving difficult to house train. And it barked all night which upset the neighbours. |
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|  | | | The Controller on his balcony. For this one, I particularly enjoyed making the ornate green screen that stands behind the Controller’s desk. The simple things in life, eh? |
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|  | | | Aboard their saucer, the Daleks plot the downfall of just about everybody and everything that doesn’t glide about shouting ‘Exterminate’. |
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|  | | | And having plotted, the Daleks put their cunning plan into action by shooting everything that moves. |
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|  | | | The Controller and his assistant Saf listen in to the Dalek broadcasts. This is what we all used to do before the age of television. Honest. |
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|  | | | The Phrynians like their interiors large and gloomy. It saves a fortune on the electricity bills. You can see Saf on the balcony. |
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|  | | | The Daleks establish a base on Phryne’s moon. That large red thing is called the... ahem.... vibrator. What was David Whitaker thinking of... |
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|  | | | Phryne City. Quite a nice place to visit. Until the Daleks move in to do a spot of landscape gardening... |
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|  | | | Saf and the Controller have a chat on the terrace. It’s probably connected to those Dalek-things that have landed in the square below. Or it could be about the price of a pint. |
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|  | | | A Dalek, aboard his spaceship. Yesterday. About 2:15pm |
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|  | | | The Black Dalek on Phryne’s moon plots to use his vibrator. Stop sniggering at the back. It isn’t funny at all. |
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|  | | | And talking of the vibrator - here it is in all its majestic glory. See? I told you it wasn’t funny. |
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|  | | | A Dalek in the heart of Phrynian power. This can only be a bad thing. |
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|  | | | The Phrynians counterattack with big shiny red spaceships, but I suspect we can all guess the outcome of this particular fracas, can’t we? |
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