Most likely to be described as "a product of its time", The Talons of Weng-Chiang has been hailed as the best Doctor who story ever written, and maligned as blatant sinophobia. No other story has had more requests to consider it in its proper historical context, but perhaps equally important is how that context affects our relationship with the story today.

Nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors. But that is a lie, of course. In Paradise Towers, everyone can hear everything. It was built that way on purpose.

Elizabeth Howkins has learned the secrets of the gods. Now, she knows their weaknesses. Now, she is ready to exact her revenge.

Iris is a gin-soaked adventuress who couldn't give a stuff if things turn out for the best, as long as she has a wild time. And then - as if by magic - a shopkeeper appeared ...

Frankie has been consigned to the Scrapheap, with nothing to do but hunt for the monster that lives off the remains of his dead friends. A monster called the Doctor.

To dream of the Black Dog is to die in terror within the week. The Doctor thinks it nothing but mindless superstition... but then Leela dreams the dream.

Two lovers set out to be the first humans to reach Mars. But can a stuffed Panda and his best friend get them safely home again?

What would Kurt Cobain do with eternal life if he couldn't be famous?

Iris Wildthyme and Panda want to know who killed the chauffeur in The Big Sleep. Who do you think they would ask?

If you were gay in the 50s, what hope could the world give you?

When you meet someone so amazing that you abandon your whole life just to be with them, what does that look like to those that get left behind?