William Hartnell and his puppets

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I was in a strange village that appeared to have been made of all kinds of brightly coloured craft papers, some crinkly and others not. Sort of an indoor sound stage feel. I was with other children and we were trying to accomplish some sort of task together – build something, or find something, or build something with something that we needed to find. I felt like I was living in a world that came into existence because of an old computer adventure game I had once played (‘Dare to Dream‘ I think it was called).  Continue reading

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