Tomerton Village

Visitors often come away with the impression that Tomerton is profoundly out of step with history and culture. This incident may have contributed to things: I'll admit my hearing is not the best, and when the noise first started, I thought it was the pipes. It was a booming rumble, with a constant high pitched squeal. I tried to ignore it, but it seemed to re-occur everyday around lunch-time. This was driving me batty. I started poking round the house, trying to find what it was. It was certainly worse downstairs, and I guessed i'd probably be able to hear it on the street. So I asked some of the teenagers standing in a queue outside my house if they could hear it. 'Yess!!! We love it !!! Woooo!!!!!' They weren't very helpful. I popped back inside for a cup of tea, and there I wondered - why are dozens of teenagers standing in a queue outside my house? I got my coat. I followed the queue, hundreds of them, youngsters girls, boys - all in l...

Dear Tom, In the late 1970s I made a movie, which, although it was a massive success, wasn't exactly as I meant it to be. I wanted it made with models; not only the special effects, but all of it. I spent ages trying to explain this to the studio people and producers, but they just didn't get it. I was wondering, if using 1/76-o-vision, you could re-make it for me, properly? Many thanks, George, America From deep in space, a capsule plummetted through the atmosphere, a burning streak in the sky, till it came to a crashing halt in the ice encrusted surface of the planet hoth. Smoke and steam billowed from the rubble strewn scar. Its payload was intact. A light flicked on, the top half of the battered capsule unscrewed itself, and there emerged spidery metal limbs one by one. Righting itself, the visitor began to hover, just a foot above the ground. Its head - a dome of instruments defined by a large black eye - swiveled. It was ready to begin its survey. With an el...