Dr. Who

I never grew out of loving this wonderful fantasy. The only difference today is that I sit on the sofa rather than behind it.

Categories: Dr. Who

31 October 2008

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Looking forward to seeing him die

It’s Saturday night. Door shut. The mother is banned from the living room. Even the dog – K9 – is not allowed to bark. Being Swiss and German respectively they just don’t get it. My half-British 11-year-old son does. Read on ›