Stuff Wot I Did On My Hols (Part 1) - The Doctor And I
This was not that kind of Taking Off Time From Work. This was for purely selfish reasons, just so I could go to Wellington lots and sleep in and bum around and read books and watch telly for three weeks. You guys, it was glorious. I never wanted it to end. (Why are there no rich patrons anymore? Why will no one pay me to sit on my arse all day and drink wine while I watch ALL the shows? Honestly, careers are so overrated.)
I did mean to do updates about what I got up to, but I think I'm gonna split it into parts because I have trouble with conciseness. Hence, Part 1: telly!
Near the top on my agenda was catching up with Doctor Who before the new series started. ( And I did, oh did I ever. )
I'll be running out of hyperbole-adjacent adjectives anytime now, so I'll say no more other than I AM SO GLAD I DECIDED TO CATCH UP. And now, of course, having to wait for new eps to air will be torture. But oh so delish.
LOVE, LOVE, ALL THE LOVE.