Barry Letts

Kevin Davies · Forum Gwendolyn Joined: 03 Jun 2004 Location: London

Gifted writer director producer; he'd also been an actor, and amongst other things he brought us the Pertwee era of Doctor Who in the 1970s.

Liam and I chatted with him in the green room in March this year at a Doctor Who convention in London; a treasured memory even before this sad news.

He was a true gentleman.

RIP Barry.

Cagliostro · Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 8:38 pm Post subject:

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happo_no_giri · Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 8:57 pm Post subject:

Man, Pertwee era is my fav. Rest in peace, sir.

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vagabond · Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 10:43 pm Post subject:

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Tony · Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 12:15 am Post subject:

Happo...glad you said that first, because Pertwee was my fave era of Who too. I'm somewhat embarrassed to admit it, but the Baker era didn't work for me, but then that was me as an 8 or 9 yr old, so I beg everyone else's forgiveness in that respect.

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stejacorca · Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 4:27 pm Post subject:

Oh no... I was looking forward to enjoy more of his audio commentaries on future Doctor Who dvd's, he had so much to tell.

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Doctor Sinister · Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 5:10 pm Post subject:

Fuck. I was only watching the extras on Frontier in Space the other day and wondering how long he had left.

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