Somewhere, not marked on any map, nor listed in any directory, stands Rymill & Son’s Doctor Who
Emporium. A shop of sorts. Though if you arrive expecting to buy something, you may find yourself
leaving instead with something far less tangible… and rather more valuable.
Join Paul Carmichael as he crosses the threshold of the Emporium and finds himself in the company
of its custodians, father and son, Mike and Gavin Rymill. Our intrepid guides, raconteurs, and
architects of a world where imagination hums softly behind every the counter, and every memory is
waiting to be opened.
The shelves bow under the weight of memories. The air hums faintly with half-remembered theme
tunes. And behind the counter sit a number of curious containers. Boxes and trunks, each of them
ready to take us on a deep dive into the world of Doctor Who.
Every fortnight, the Emporium invites you in to explore four such curiosities:
-The Post Box Not merely letters from listeners, but dispatches from the ever-turning world of
Doctor Who. News, views, and transmissions from across the universe, read and pondered in
good company.
-The Memory Box A gentle unsealing of the past. Stories, scenes, and sensations that first
drew us into the Doctor’s orbit and the reasons we’ve never quite escaped it.
-The Tool Box A look at what’s being built, both on-screen and a little closer to home. Craft,
creativity, and the latest ingenious constructions from Mike and Gavin themselves, alongside
the nuts and bolts of the show we love.
-The Travel Trunk Not just journeys through time and space, but also more terrestrial
voyages. Conventions, events, wanderings, where the road (or rail, or corridor of a slightly
suspect hotel) takes us next.
Together, these form a curious inventory: part reminiscence, part exploration, part quiet celebration of
a programme that has never stood still.
So, if you happen to find the door… do step inside.
Just don’t be surprised if you lose track of time.
With music by Graeme Allen
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