Written
by Stephen Cole
BBC
Books
Published
2007
There’s something so
deliciously enjoyable about a Zygon story, that far outweighs anything written
about Cybermen, or indeed the Daleks. Even though, all the dastardly of beings,
creatures, monsters all have one thing in mind – world domination.
What I love about the
Zygons, is their shapeshifting abilities. I mean, who’d have thought, that out
of all the creatures on this Earth, that they would adopt the template of a
mere bovine – a grazer of the fields. So, while the Doctor is busy prattling
away to what he thinks is a harmless milk machine, he isn’t, and that’s what
makes it fun.
This is the third time
I’ve read Sting of the Zygons, and I knew the cows meant something important
after the first read, but I couldn’t remember which one in the story bore any
significance. I’m not giving you the plot, although with many these are
fairly obvious after the first few pages of the first chapter.
The Doctor and Martha
Jones have arrived in the Lake District in 1909, where the Beast of Westmorland
is terrorising the local villages, dealing a hefty blow to the buildings, and a
ghostly image of a little girl called Molly Melton, is seen across the land,
just before terror strikes.
King Edward VII offers a
knighthood for the capture of the Beast.
The Beast itself reminds
me of the Doctor’s earlier encounter with the Zygons, with Tom Baker and that
hideous creature that towered above a house, and for the best part of when the
Beast is roaming the countryside, making a hell of a racket with its screaming,
that’s all I can picture. Given that my initial thinking of the Beast of
Westmorland was akin to the Puma sightings on Bodmin Moor, but this Beast is
somewhat bigger than this – much, much bigger.
The cast are superb in
this story. You have the rich, with their invested interests in capturing the
beast, with hunting parties and motor cars which are real bone shakers, and
never let the 10th Doctor drive. Although we know he can drive, it’s
clear he took lessons from The Stig!
There are horse drawn
carriages, and the Zygons are really keen to grab whatever is inside them.
There are some Zygons you feel sorry for, in fact there’s quite a few, plus the
usual nasty ones which you really hope don’t make it to the end, or if they do,
they meet either the wrath of the Time Lord or the mighty big beast.
There are some surprises
too in the story. Mrs Unsworth, who sounds like a jolly B&B owner who cooks
mighty big breakfasts, and likes watching moving pictures, and is quite handy
with a frying pan, as a weapon. I’d forgotten about her. Not forgotten about
the prim Nanny, most definitely not Nanny McPhee but I could imagine her quite
well as a strict school teacher used to dishing out castor oil by the
tablespoon!
All in all, Sting of the
Zygons is a bloody good read and I’d recommend it to anyone who fancies a
change from the usual tin pot enemies who we all love but often need a change
from the norm.
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