I Robot

I was reading Kirsty over at Boblog (still can't do little linky thing, and it must be so easy if Mr McMuffin can do it) and she had a great post about the disappointment of her class at the robots on Mars. They expected them to be incredibly sophisticated androids. I started waffling about my fear of the things, and immediately thought of Cybermen and Daleks.

Doctor Who was so fantastic when I was a child, I'm sure that so many of us hid behind the settee when the Daleks came on, and I'm not sure why we were so scared. First of all they spoke in silly, tinny voices and they couldn't even go up stairs to get you. They looked like Christmas trees with upside down saucepans for heads, but they were truly terrifying to me, particularly when they became able to hover. As children we went to some exhibition where you could get inside a Dalek and make it move. Gypsy Tart thought that this was fun, but I ran out screaming.

Now I'm grown up I really enjoy the gay Daleks on tv, and am desperate to go to a fancy dress party as one. I even pretend to be Davros at work sometimes (sit on a chair with wheels, put a coat over your legs and try to look shrivelled, with one hand sticking out, and use your feet to push the chair, and you can chase people round the room). I think that this is one way of managing my fear, but if right now I heard 'Exterminate' I really think I would run and hide.