Here's something for Fathers' Day. Last week I did a post on my other blog that could just as easily have fitted in here, assuming that SF/fantasy gamers have, as I suspect, a wide overlap with Doctor Who fans. It's the story of how I became the first boy ever to meet a Dalek face-to-face. It was 1964. JFK had been shot, the Beatles were about to break big, but all I cared about were fluid links, static electricity, neutron bombs, police boxes and genocidal mutants. Happy days!