Who’s seeing the light at the end of the tunnel?

So… I passed my driving theory test on Thursday!

I got in there, convinced that all 50 questions on the multiple choice section would be focused on gears and how to execute the perfect hill-start (I drive an automatic so I don’t really know) and I screwed up one of the hazard perception clips…

Anyway, there I was, convinced I’d failed by half way through when, immediately upon finishing, I was escorted out of the deathly quietly and suffocatingly nervous room of sweaty people and dusty computers, almost breaking my pair of headphones along the way (in true “me” style) and told I’d passed… Quite well, too!

That’s one thing ticked off the long list of things to accomplish by the end of the year. Next is completing my MA (wish me luck, my final hand-in is on 27th)!

So… That gives me slightly more time to indulge in Doctor Who. Something that, yes, I did do last night and, yes, I did thoroughly enjoy!

Once I’ve completed my MA I may treat myself to a Doctor Who, 3 month marathon… Anyone have any suggestions for which episode to start with? I’m thinking Peter Davison’s first; Castrovalva (nope, I can’t spell it and I’m not even going to apologise).

I saw this picture on Facebook page The Doctor Who Hub that someone had sent in from a school in New Zealand:


Yep. Pretty. Much. Still.


Who really is frustrated (in a minor way)?

So, at the moment my life has been all consumed by my Sustained Independent Project (SIP); the final project of my MA.

For this I have to write a full length radio play (68 pages) plus a 3000 word, critical evaluation of the play (yeah, I know, I fell asleep half way through, too).

On top of this I’m also learning to drive (yeah, again, I know, what utterly stupid timing) and have my theory test next week – wish me luck – which I’m studying for every day!

The cherry on top of this “sleep-will-have-to-wait-for-a-month”, rapidly souring cake is that I, of course, have a beautiful, well-behaved, yet speedy and nosey, daughter of 10 months (who I love very much but who is even more stubborn and strong willed than me) and so, as you can imagine, things have been a little busy lately.

However, my entire household has taken to watching re-runs of Doctor Who at 7pm (GMT) on BBC3 every evening and I just can’t resist having a cheeky little watch from behind my essay, practice theory test or the stink lines which regularly emanate from my baby’s nappy when I change her ready for bed time…

Damn you Doctor (!), your brilliance is distracting.



Speaking of which, it’s currently on Watch & Watch +1 (more Doctor Who dedicated channels).


Who watched The Proms?

Last week I didn’t post. I don’t really have an excuse. I just didn’t…

I did, however, watch Doctor Who at The Proms on Monday…!

We all did in my house (even my little Stormaggedon was glued to it).

My Mum cried throughout the entire thing, my Nana asked unnecessary questions throughout the entire thing (like “wasn’t Peter Davison the ‘Clown’?”) and my own Stormaggedon cooed and sang along with the music (in that cute, baby way) throughout the entire thing!

I can’t remember what I did.

But it was great!


My Mum found this on Facebook. I thought it was cute…