My Stepson Stole My Sonic Screwdriver
Toby Hadoke is a life long Dr Who fan. If you needed convincing look at the picture above and check out his CV (writes for Dr Who Magazine, a previous Fringe show is Moths Ate My Dr Who Scarf and he chairs many of the audio commentaries on the Dr Who DVD releases). So you might be expecting this to be a show about Dr Who. And it is. But it isn't. There we are, that's a helpful and totally enlightening review. But I may need to clairfy.
This show is a very personal journey for Toby about the estrangement from his father and then from his wife and how he is now remarried and how he is now a loving father to two sets of children. And there's his psoriasis. But as Dr Who is such a large part of his life (understatement) it's there all the time as well.
Yes there are jokes that only Dr Who fans will get but there are plenty of funny moments for those who have never seen it, and for those who have a partner who is a fan they will realise they are not alone and all those funny little (i.e. frustrating) habits are the normal mode of behaviour of a Dr Who fan. For those who are not too familiar with the perils of a Dr Who fan as a partner Toby admits to sending a text to a fomer girlfriend telling her that he liked her more than he liked The Seeds of Doom. Praise indeed.
No swearing in the show as it's about his kids and their strange obsessions with Star Wars, Harry Potter and sweets. Although they do seem to spend a lot of time posing for photographs in front of police boxes. Strange that.
So we have a show appealing to two demographics and judging from the laughter around me it was very succesful on all fronts. The audience was capacity and I'm sure they all enjoyed it as much as watching The Seeds of Doom. And that's a classic.
If you have any doubt as to whether you should go to this show - banish it to the nether regions of the TARDIS and go for a hour long journey of delight.