Bob Baker is perhaps best known for his writing partnership with Dave Martin, and then mostly for their work on Doctor Who. The pair invented K9, the infamous robot dog, and penned a number of memorable stories such as the show’s tenth anniversary celebration. Doctor Who fans will be an obvious audience for Baker’s cheerful memoir, but it’s worth noting that his Who stories scarcely warrant more than a paragraph each. Perhaps he figured any trivia would be on record anyway, which would be a fair assumption. (And maybe the heavily Who-leaning title wasn’t his idea?)
Baker is similarly ephemeral about some of his other writing gigs, not least because so many programmes ultimately don’t get made for a variety of (often stupid) reasons, but there are enough of them that you get a strong impression of the world he was working in.
He’s a bit more inclined to go into his life outside of TV and film writing, including a number of amusing and hair-raising escapades in lorries and boats. It’s *his* story to tell, so fair enough, and it’s all enthralling, but it’s difficult not to expect a bit more emphasis on the nuts and bolts of the writing credits he’s known for. His life story outside of all that can feel a bit like random, albeit very jolly information. (Perhaps I’m getting distracted by other biographies and autobiographies that focus entirely on the work, such as Robert Banks Stewart’s To Put You In The Picture.)
Towards the end we come around to Wallace & Gromit and the K9 spin-off series which for Baker are obviously great sources of pride (and TV production being what it is, consternation!), giving the book a positive ending. Baker remains an upbeat voice throughout, making this a fun, if slightly scattered read for telly fans.