I well remember the day back in September 1965 when my Dad bought me this, undoubtedly the finest Dr Who Annual ever, and pretty high up in any list of Doctor Who books. Personally, I think these stories, in which the Doctor travels for the most part on his own, capture the heart and soul of his character. With no companions present, there is less dialogue as the Doctor explores, and more of his own thoughts and reflections, both on his destinations and on time and space travel in general. All the stories are interesting and well crafted, though the two featuring the Zarbi and the Menoptera, The Lair of Zarbi Supremo and The Lost Ones, plus Peril in Mechanistria and The Fishmen of Kandalinga, the latter involving the Voord from the television adventure The Keys of Marinus, are, I think, the best. The illustrations by Walt Howarth are both colourful and evocative. If you want to experience the magic of Doctor Who as it was originally intended to be, and almost feel that you are the old man’s silent companion on his voyages in the Tardis, then find yourself a copy of this truly memorable volume.