BACK IN TIME WITH COLIN BAKER

BoB's very own Time Lord says farewell to a former neighbour, and recalls a friendship with a heart-throb, learning to dance, and avoiding “Henleh" during the regatta

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In the early 1960s, I joined an amateur drama group in North Manchester on the same day as a young man called Malcolm Roberts, who was celebrated in last month's magazine. We became firm friends, even though he was impossibly good looking and could sing like a dream and so got all the young lead roles in the annual musical production, starting with Lt Cable, the lead, in South Pacific in which I played a geeky, bespectacled sailor, who had to speak some Latin, a role I got because I was the only cast member who had studied Latin at school. Malcolm lived only a mile or so from me and I often used to walk over to visit him and his parents in Moston with my dalmatian, Barney.