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.

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#BecauseOfDoctorWho

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

BYE!