Yes, a Doctor Who blog. Like that hasn't been done before. So why am I starting one?
To be honest I never thought I'd start one. But then I thought I'd never start blogging either.
My love affair with Doctor Who started in the early 1980s when my mother parked me in front of the TV while she went to attend to my baby sister. The story in question was City of Death episode 1. I remember very distinctly my reaction to the cliffhanger: Julian Glover pulls his face off revealing the monster within. I screamed and ran from the room (I like to think that my screams blended in with the radiophonic scream of the closing title music. It probably didn't, but it's a nice image at any rate). I must have come back the next night because I've been hooked ever since (of course, now that I'm older I have watched City of Death several times since and can appreciate it for the classic it is. It's remained one of my favorite stories, not just because it's my first, but also because it's screamingly funny. What else would you expect for a story written by Douglas Adams?).
So, why the blog? I did think of covering Doctor Who from time to time in my other blog. But every second post would have had a Doctor Who reference in it. So I decided to spin my obsession off into a blog of itself own where I could do justice covering all things Doctor Who good, bad or bizarre (I'm still trying to figure out my Karen Gillan was recently found in a New York hotel corridor in the nude. And why did no one take any photo's of this momentous occasion? But I digress).
Shall we being?
