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One evening Terry was driving Bill Hartnell home to Mayfield from a pub in Blackboys, rather worse for wear, when he spied a roadblock, and began to slow down.
Bill asked ‘Why are you slowing up?’
‘The Police,’ said Terry.
‘**** the Police,’ said Bill. They were duly flagged down, Bill insisting, ‘Leave this to me.’ Dressed in well-tailored trousers and shirt, he swept out of the car as if he was wearing his Doctor Who cloak and wig, shouting ‘Don’t you know who I am? I’m Doctor Who, Doctor BLOODY WHO! Now get all of this rubbish out of the way my friend. I need to get home and we are very busy people!’
From Who’s There? The Life and Career of William Hartnell.
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