Well, what can I say? Doctor Who was fantastic! [The pic above is watching confidential afterwards. During Doctor who, there was no talking going on whatsoever].
I didn’t for one minute think there would be a new Doctor. And I knew it was something to do with the hand. So no surprise there. The twist of the Timelord/human metacrisis was just perfect. That was a surprise. Part human Doctor! Part Timelord Donna. Amazing. And Rose got her man. Kind of. I loved it all. The whole 65 minutes. The end was a bit of a heartbreaker though. Poor Donna. Sad, slightly pathetic, Donna. Maybe with lots of positive praise from her family and evidence that they believe in her, life won’t go back to what it was. And Martha Jones. Fab.
Catherine Tate was brilliant throughout the series. I thought she was great anyway. I’ve always found her really funny. But I like her even more. She should be proud. And so many fab stories. Silence in the Library (and the second part) was my favourite. The girl was played by a brilliant little actress. It reminded me of the girl in the fireplace from the last series. Another brilliant little actress. Another fantastic story with loads of amazing detail. I also thought Turn Left was amazing. The lady who was trying to trick her was cool. She really did seem evil.
Lorraine watched it with us. And Jeanette and Ian. Well Ian. Jeanette took the opportunity to nick the laptop for an hour. She’s never really caught the Doctor Who bug. And Leah. Leah watched it with us too. She’s been a dedicated fan since the David Tennant era began. It has cost her the occasional night sleep. Bless her. But she loves it. I like watching with other fans. It’s so much more fun.
The daleks were great. I loved the way Davros laughed. And Dalek Kahn had me in stitches. Who’d have thought he was fighting on the doctor’s side?
Leah stayed the night. It was lovely having her around this weekend. She’s such a lovely girl. And she’s funny. Because we watched Doctor who again before bed, she didn’t really want to sleep on her own. I didn’t particularly want her to either. Partly because she’d keep waking me up if she was scared. And partly because she all warm when she’s asleep. Better than a hot water bottle. Better than two hot water bottles.
I don’t know what the highlight of my weekend will be now. Saturday nights just won’t be the same.
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