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 When the Doctor

 arrives on Earth

 in the far future, he

 is horrified to find

 the planet beset by

 famine. England is a

 barren wasteland,

 and scientists are

 desperately seeding

 the ground to make

 the crops grow. But

 now it seems that

 something worse is



 Karl Baring, the 

 owner of research

 facility The Grange,

 has been snatched

 away in the middle of

 the night. His sister

 Katy was with him

 when he vanished, but

 is now in catatonic

 shock - so it is up to

 the Doctor, with the

 help of the scientists

 at The Grange, to

 investigate. What is

 lurking under the old

 bridge, and why is it

 preying on people?


 The Doctor must find

 out, before it strikes




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I never truly understood the maxim ‘specially written for audio’ until I recently listened to Nicholas Briggs’ six and a half hour reading of Trevor Baxendale’s Prisoner of the Daleks. 249 pages of generously-sized print? 60,000-70,000 words at best? Six hours? I’m sure it didn’t take me that long to read the thing!


Well, as terrific as the Prisoner of the Daleks audio book is, the hundred and sixty-minute Day of the Troll was much more suited to my 21st century, woefully diminutive attention span. Of course it helps that The Day of the Troll is a cracking little story; a weird and wonderful fusion of The Green Death and The Seeds of Doom… only with Trolls.


The plot revolves around sinister goings on at the Grange, the only farm left in Britain (the only civilisation left in Britain!) following an ecological disaster that is tentatively referred to as “global cooling”. Simon Messingham’s depiction of the future of our planet may not win any prizes for being optimistic or even original, but it’s certainly credible.


What’s more, the volunteers manning the Grange – the ‘Nut Hutch’ of the future, if you will – are a diverse and engaging bunch, overflowing with all sorts of political and social wrangling. The role of makeshift companion falls to Petre, the administrator of the Grange. Petre is a wonderfully sympathetic character, so visibly out of her depth and aware of her own limits,

yet all the more likeable for it. And as the story progresses, from somewhere deep inside she really starts to find some courage and give the listener cause to start championing her; at one point she even takes a bullet for her convictions. It’s gripping stuff.


The rest of the supporting characters

are equally well-drawn, though perha-

ps a little less rounded. The loath-

some politician is something of a

cliché, as is the screaming Vanessa,

but even so they both work very well

within the context. I think what makes

the characters in this adventure such

a success is that they are all brought to life by the superlative vocal talent of David Tennant; something that I’m sure Messingham had very much in mind when he threw as many different accents and dialects into his story as humanly possible. For an audio adventure with a single narrator, The Day of the Troll certainly feels vibrant.


This adventure also has a very charming, “under the bridge” fairytale quality to it. The series is often at its best when taking an element of folklore or mythology and giving it a science-fiction makeover, and The Day of the Troll is a particularly fine example of this. Not only does it ‘explain’ Trolls in the most inventive (and brutally chilling) of ways, but it also brings some new ideas to the table – Karl Baring’s being absorbed by and fused with one of these creatures, for instance. Very nasty.


On a final note, it goes without saying really that Tennant recreates his Doctor flawlessly for the production, but then he is aided and abetted by some marvellously apposite dialogue that the author has clearly taken great relish in scripting.


All told then, The Day of the Troll is a fantastic addition to BBC Books’ audio exclusive range, and if it proves to be the last one for the tenth Doctor before Eleven steps into his sneakers, then he’s most definitely bowing out on a high. 


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