I’m on holiday in about five days. I’m not packed, have no idea of what I’m taking to Blighty, or in fact know of the whereabouts of my suitcase. However, I do know that, not only have I just let loose another ‘Doctor bloody Who’ fan-fic ont world, but it’s had nice reviews. So I can stop sweating, then.
Or not. As Hong Kong weather gets up to about 33 degrees C coupled wi 90% humidity, clearly there’s no non-sweating in sight.
I must confess, I’m having to type this then go back and correct or re-type everything about three times. Thank Sean (Bean, the god, dontchaknow) for ‘Spell Check’, or this post might well be a mish-mash of typed verbal diarrhoea. And I can’t even spell that.

The ‘Doctor bloody Who’ Drinking Game
(as arbitrarily devised by the Soupdragon):
Take a drink every time:
1. You physically see the Doctor slip his glasses on.
2. The Doctor uses the word ‘impossible’ in a conversation.
3. The Doctor calls her ‘Martha Jones’, not plain ‘Martha’.
4. The Doctor heavily stresses the word ‘well’.
5. The Doctor runs down a corridor.
6. Martha runs in heels.
7. Martha says ‘you’ve got to be kidding / joking me’.
8. The Doctor’s carefully-crafted off-Cockney accent slips (see season 2, last episode, ‘Doomsday’, near end: the word ‘fracture’, for reference).
9. The Doctor pulls at his ear. Either ear.
10. The Doctor runs a hand (or hands) through his hair.

And just fert record, I don’t see that he treated her so badly, when it really came down to it. I mean, ok, so he didn’t know her as well as Rose, and he didn’t appear to want to, but isn’t that what you tell people to do after they lose a close friend? A person you love dearly but just could never shag? Don’t you warn them not to be one of them ‘rebound’ people?
Hmm. Purr wee
So I will, as it’s nearing 4am. I hope all you people have a lovely evening.
Soopytwist.
Tags:
Doctor Who ~ David Tennant ~ Freema Agyeman ~ Martha Jones ~ BBC ~ Sean Bean ~ Supernatural ~ Hong Kong ~ fanfic ~ drinking game
1 comment:
I have not yet read the post. I will tomorrow.
What is important is I've found the long lost sister I never knew I had.
I was born with the bottle....
Hi sis
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