So, the Doctor and his companions once again save the day and slip out quietly during the celebrations.
The macro never returned to our screens. The following week, the Doctor and his companions had to face the chameleons in The Faceless Ones.
Sitting here in this flat in Barnes, I'm reminded that I later did two further storylines with John Pertwee, who lived not very far away from here on the road.
Very convenient because we used to check what the call was the night before and if I was going in at the same time as John,
John would very kindly pick me up on the corner just outside in his car, a very nice car, and we'd drive straight over Hammersmith Bridge on the way to the Acton Hilton,
as the BBC rehearsal rooms are called, to get on with those particular episodes.
One of which was the Carnival of Monsters, in which I played Aurum.
I'm just reminded of the agony, really, of the costume, which was not as bad as the original intention,
which was that we should all have a mould, a head mould, a half-body mould, done in latex, which was really impossible to work in.
I'm afraid we rebelled. Peter Halliday and I, particularly, were not at all keen to try and wear the stipulated latex head,
and decided we were going to miss a lot of nuances of the script if we were so constricted by that.
And we opted in the end for just having our faces coloured and wearing special wigs and the rest of it.
But the body suit was still extremely uncomfortable. I couldn't sit down.
We had a coffee break or a tea break, or just had to stand there.
It wasn't too bad, of course, but we did have another rebellion when we were required to stay in costume for a lunch break,
because they were going to go back to the same scene at the end of the lunch break and didn't want to trouble up actors getting in and out of costume,
which was quite laborious for that particular costume.
I'm afraid I went on strike and said, no, I am not standing here for an hour wearing this.
So they put up with us and we clamped it out of half of it anyway and went and had some lunch.
My other memory of playing Moss in The Planet of the Spiders is, of course, the amount of times we had to do cuts and redo action
during all the on, what I call the on scenes.
There was a lot of sitting around going on, on, on, as most people who know the episode will remember.
We had to do it many, many more times than one appears or hears on the actual recording.
And drove ourselves really mad. I couldn't get it out of my head for days.
I was just wandering around going on, on, on with the street.
There are two memories I have of those particular episodes.
But Planet of the Spiders, of course, was the final episode for John in Doctor Who.
And my final memory of that one is the two of us standing side by side watching the telecine that they had already made
prior to our own rehearsals for that particular episode of the changeover to the next Doctor Who.
And Tom Baker, of course, and just watching this kind of smogrification of John and Tom as they ran the telecine.
It was a very eerie experience. I hadn't stood and watched anything like that before.
And to the actor who was actually playing the part, seeing his face change was quite strange.