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January 2, 2015Happy birthday, Deborah Watling!
Deborah Watling | January 2, 1948 - July 21, 2017
My heart breaks to learn that Deborah Watling passed this summer.
Deborah was a firecracker, a sassy lady (one of the few people I’ve seen put Frazier Hines in his place!), and truly one of the kindest people I’ve met through Doctor Who.
“Let’s take a picture!” - I will always remember her as in this photo of us from Chicago TARDIS 2014, taken Saturday night after talking over wine (always a dry house white for Deborah).
I take solace knowing she’s in heaven with her daddy and with Patrick Troughton, but it’s still a sad shock to know she’s gone.
You can’t understand, being so ancient.
Eh?
I mean old!R.I.P. Deborah Watling, 2nd Jan 1948 - 21st July 2017
A month and a half late, but I did not know until I saw this post that Deborah Watling had passed.
My heart breaks for Deborah’s family and for her co-star and close friend, Frazier Hines.
“Oh, Victoria don’t hit me!”
From Salamander to Doctor in 0.000001 seconds.
gotta love how victoria, normally example number one of the “shrieking damsel” trope, was fully prepared to jump on a grown man she believed to be a murderous dictator and elbow-slam him in the neck
Patrick Troughton running away from Jon Pertwee during a water fight on set I am so done
I’m pretty sure this is from a convention
Yep. This is from TARDIS 21, which took place in Chicago from 23-25 November 1984. What you’re seeing here is the climax of an epic duel between these two total dorks as they chased one another up and down the hotel corridors armed with water pistols; and Jon has just decided to up the ante.
I’m so pleased to read that these historical aqueous shenanigans of epic proportion occurred in Chicago.
“…it was up to the people upstairs, they could have written me out after six months, a year, or whatever, but they must have realised the chemistry was working. I think I’m the longest running male assistant. I’d never have left, I was having so much fun, but I had an agent at the time who was saying ‘You must leave, you’ve done three years of television, you need to do films’, and Patrick’s wife at the time was saying (to him) ‘You’re a much better actor than children’s teatime television, you should be doing bigger things’, and I still say to this day, if he hadn’t had that woman nattering in his ear, they’d have had to shoot us and drag us kicking and screaming out of the TARDIS, we’d still be there now.”
-Frazer Hines
I am sure that Deborah Watling is the sweetest person I have ever fortuitously ran into at a bar and just casually chatted with. Seriously, so, so genuinely sweet and gracious and kind. A true national treasure.