Social Networking confuses me…!
I have a love/hate/hate/hate relationship with Facebook. It’s well documented. I just can’t keep my mouth shut about it. Just like the collective consciousness that is Facebook can never keep it’s own mouth shut regarding spoilers for the new series of Doctor Who. Now, I don’t know about anyone else, but I like to be left completely ignorant of a new episode before it airs. I don’t want to hear, see or even smell anything about an up-coming show before it jumps onto my television…
Before the Ice Warrior episode was on, for example, I’d seen on Facebook a tonne of articles and pictures of Ice Warriors & memes regarding the Eleventh Doctor’s sunglasses on a submarine (or something). I was really annoyed, particularly considering the Ice Warriors haven’t been seen for DECADES! I’m pretty sure the reintroduction of the Ice Warrior was meant to be an exciting and pinnacle moment of Doctor Who history but, for me, it was like (yes, “like”) “Cool. Tea, anyone?”.
So, yeah, when ‘Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS’ was advertised, it looked rather enthralling and, short of sticking my head in the sand for an entire week, I resigned myself to the story being spoilt somehow by the wonder that is Facebook… but was really pleased when, much to my geeky surprise, I was able to avoid most information about it. Don’t ask me how. I don’t know. I think it might be something to do with a crack in time or living with the real “Stormageddon” (my baby is obsessed with Doctor Who; she talks to The Doctor when he’s on tv! It’s cute but means I can’t hear what’s happening. It’s an issue we’re sure to fall out over soon). I don’t care. It was good. That’s all I know.
Apart from the questionable acting by more than one of the ‘brothers’ in Saturday’s episode, I enjoyed it. What I particularly enjoyed was Matt Smith’s performance… And the writing, obviously. They showed The Doctor in a completely alien (haha) light. Of course, he’s always been one for doing whatever he must to save the people he cares about but this time, which is rare for the Doctor, he threatened death upon others for the life of Clara. I’m aware that this was just a ploy to get them to hurry up and help but, geez!, it really struck a cord with me.
Public opinion of Clara is mixed – she’s like an extra sexy version of Marmite (Marmite is sexy) – and I’m one of the people very, very, very, very, very (very) much on her side. But, love her or hate her, what you can’t ignore is the fact that she is INCREDIBLY important to the Doctor. Not so much to the TARDIS, though.
I also thought it was a really intriguing and somehow intimate touch that Clara saw The Doctor’s real name – something we’re all desperate to know, if secretly – and then forgot it when The Doctor changed the events at the end. Even if it was forgotten, it’s a tiny event that will, no doubt, bring them closer together. I feel as though Clara is the modern-day Susan. I like to think The Doctor looks at her as if he’s a Father figure. Well, as long as there’s no kiss. That would be weird. And too much like he’d be cheating on Rose. Russell T. Davies, take note, ok? Ok. Steven Moffat, you take note, too, considering you’re The Master of the series. Just, whatever, no kissing!
My point is:
Things are better when they’re left a surprise.
Oh, and I liked the swimming pool, too.
Sometimes I have no shame… Just sayin’.
A) I’m known on wordpress, these days, for my Doctor Who anecdotes and ramblings.
B) I’m known on Facebook for my “personal poems”.
C) I shared with you yesterday a Doctor Who “personal poem” I wrote (personally for the TARDIS herself) in celebration of achieving my 60th follower.
D) If you would like your own “personal poem” – about you, a loved one, your love of a certain TV series or of, obviously, DOCTOR WHO – feel free to get in touch with me (wherever you are in the world, really doesn’t matter) at:
For now, there is my favourite picture of the AMAZING Simon Pegg (The Editor).
I actually have something to celebrate…!
Today I got my 60th follower! So… I wrote a Doctor Who poem to celebrate:
I hope you enjoy it!
Never let go of your awkward preteen, socially inept, over-enthusiastic side…!