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such a nasty woman | by maryann johanson

raise a glass to ‘Doctor Who’ for his 45th

This Sunday, November 23, marks the 45th anniversary of the debut of Doctor Who, at 5:15pm Greenwich Mean Time, on BBC1. I don’t remember that — I wasn’t born yet, and I would have been living in America anyway, if I had been. Hell, the actor playing the Doctor today wouldn’t be born for another eight years. Doctor Who has been around for a long, long time.

But all the many lists of records — longest-running blah blah blah — I could recount don’t matter to me so much as this: I wish I could remember the precise date that I discovered Doctor Who. I vividly remember the experience of watching my first episode, I’m just not quite sure when it was. Because of course I had no idea then that the show would warp my brain so entirely that now, coming up on 30 years later for me, I’d still be obsessed with.
Obsessed in a healthy way, of course. Completely healthy. It’s not like I’ve ever written Doctor Who fan fiction– no, wait, I’ve done that. Well, it’s not like I compulsively VCRed an entire collection of Doctor Who in the 1980s, at a time when VHS tapes cost upwards of ten bucks apiece and babysitting money didn’t stretch very far, even going to such detailed extremes as to edit my tapes (as best could be done with only a single VCR) so that all those cliffhanger endings would flow into the beginnings of the next episodes– no, wait, I did do that. Okay, but it’s not like I’m so desperate to see the new episodes these days that I hover around the Internet waiting for some geek in England to upload them so I don’t have to wait for the Sci Fi Channel to take its sweet time getting them to American audiences– *ahem*. I plead the Fifth Amendment on this matter.

Right: I have never, ever dressed up as a character from Doctor Who to go to a sci-fi convention.

I did knit a Doctor Who scarf in high school. But it’s a scarf, right? It’s practical. It gets cold in New York in the winter.

I gave it to Matthew Waterhouse at a Doctor Who convention. He played Adric. I couldn’t stand Adric.

I’m such a dork.

That first exposure to Doctor Who was 1974’s “Robot,” though it would have been long after that: probably late 1981 or early 1982, maybe. I was already, at the tender age of 12 or 13, deeply, madly into science fiction and had had a taste of the weirdness of British TV, thanks to PBS and, mostly, Monty Python’s Flying Circus. I was reading Starlog magazine, like a good little geek. I had heard vague rumors of a strange British science fiction TV show. When my local Long Island PBS station announced that it was going to commence airing this Doctor Who thing, I had to tune in.

The opening moments of “Robot” feature an elderly (or so he seemed to me, at 12 or 13) white-haired gent morphing into a younger man with curly brown hair (those would be Jon Pertwee and Tom Baker, though I did not know that then). Then the curly man fought a giant robot that had gone mad. I was stunned — what the hell…? — and I was hooked.

This was before we had a VCR in my family — we’d only not long before gotten our first color TV. Channel 21 was showing a single half-hour episode of Doctor Who every weeknight at something like 6 or 6:30. There were afternoons when — and I remember this vividly, too — I would have gone with my mother grocery shopping, and we’d be lingering in the supermarket and I’d be looking at my watch and thinking, We’re not gonna make it home for ‘Doctor Who,’ oh my god, we are not going to make it home for ‘Doctor Who.’ And I’d break in to a cold sweat and nervous shaking.

You think I’m exaggerating. Ha.

There were other nights when my mother let us drag the TV into the kitchen, or bring our dinners into the living room, so we could watch. (We being me and my two younger brothers, only one of which went on to remain a lifelong geek. He and I feel bad for the other one.) She was nice that way.

Today, it is a semiregular ritual to sit in front of the TV — ah, widescreen HD; ah, region-free DVD players — and eat Chinese food and drink wine and watch Doctor Who. And it’s okay today. Because today Doctor Who is cool. Who’da thunk it?

I’m still such a dork, though.

(BBC News Magazine posted a lovely story this week about archival documents from the very earliest days of the show, before it had even debuted on TV. The producers were nervous. The Beeb was nervous. It’s hard to imagine today, when almost anything labeled science fiction, no matter how crappy it is, is just about a guaranteed success, but SF simply wasn’t the thing to do in 1963. The TARDIS almost wasn’t. The Daleks had to be snuck around the objections of higher-ups. If only time had been a little more wibbly wobbly, things might have been very different. We might all be enjoying the revival of Z Cars today.)

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  • Mark

    The first episode of “Doctor Who” I ever saw was part one of “Robot” with Tom Baker. A local television station out of Baltimore, Maryland had added the program to their mid-day line up, sandwiched somewhere between “Yogi Bear” and “Speed Racer”. I was seven at the time, and now at the age of thirty-eight, I still get excited over this show. I don’t know why I love this show so much, but I do hope it will last forever.

  • It’s a weird situation here for me. I can tell you the precise date it began on my local PBS station (10 April, 1981), but that wasn’t the first time I’d seen it. Actually the larger PBS station in our area had it a few months before, and I’ve been told that I used to watch it in the early to mid 70s on a local commercial station – back when Jon Pertwee was being syndicated (they skipped his first story, and stopped at Time Monster.)

    Then again, I now work at said local PBS station, and I try desperately to keep the show going in our schedule – but it’s hard with tight budgets, small audience (we are getting them on their third run now, no longer premiering them) and even smaller pledge support. I miss the 80s…

    But how’s this for totally geek: I recently got married wearing a replica of Tennant’s brown suit (complete with the white Converse trainers!)

  • Kathy A

    I had to wait until I was old enough to stay up to watch Doctor Who (damn you, WTTW in Chicago, for playing it at 10:30 on Sunday nights!!). However, as soon as I graduated from 8th grade, Mom let me join my brother and sister instead of sending me to bed. I don’t remember my first ep, but I know for sure that it was from the Tom Baker era.

    Brother didn’t stay hooked for long (going to college in a non-DW market cut him off for too long), but Sis and I stayed hooked. We even went to a DW convention two years later, in 1982, where we met Tom Baker!

    She has not gotten into the revival of the show except for occasional viewings (I called and ordered her to watch “Blink” after seeing it in an earlier time zone). She didn’t really like Rose that much, so she never got sucked back in to DW, but her hubby had to watch “Kiss Kiss Bang Bang” due to his love of BtVS and Spike, so they got sucked into Torchwood at least.

  • Kathy A

    Actually, it was worse than I stated in my first post–WTTW showed it at 11:00 on Sunday nights after Monty Python and, usually, Dave Allen at Large, so a typical DW four-parter episode would mean we would be up until 12:35 or so to finish watching.

  • Barb

    I remember catching Robot on a Saturday morning on public television and ever since then I’ve been a fan of the show (classic and especially new). Even though TB was the first Doctor I saw, Peter Davison became my favorite. Here’s to years and years of more Doctor Who (sans David Tennant unfortunately).

  • Soundacious

    I caught Doctor Who for the first time in a hotel room on a Junior high band trip, I think. You think starting with Robot was confusion, try starting with The Sontaran Experiment. Empty field, then the Doctor, Sarah Jane and Harry appear from nowhere for no reason … and there’s no TARDIS. Took me a while to get the hang of things after that. :)

  • If it weren’t for Doctor Who, I might not be married today.

    Back before my husband was my husband, he was contemplating which college to attend. He ended up choosing a local university because the local PBS station had started showing Doctor Who–something he’d been campaigning for along with the other local geeks. Because he went to school there, he had a roommate who introduced us online (years after we were both done with higher education). In the early days of our long-distance relationship, one of our first phone conversations was about Paul McGann’s Doctor, right after the TV movie credits had finished rolling. (Luckily I had watched my share of Tom Baker episodes previously, so it wasn’t a one-sided conversation.)

    If I hadn’t had any appreciation for the Doctor, we wouldn’t have kept on dating. For our first anniversary, I gave him a TARDIS key keychain. One of his birthday presents was a TARDIS postcard signed by Sophie Aldred, because he’d once told me I look like Ace. This year I knitted him a new Doctor Who scarf, since his old one was getting pretty frayed (plus it hadn’t been done in the proper colors by someone who didn’t understand him).

  • Like MaryAnn, I had heard of Doctor Who and wanted to watch it because I liked Monty Python and science fiction. At that time, the Tom Baker episodes were being shown in their original 24-minute increments on the local PBS station one per weekday in the after-school hours as I recall. I tuned in, saw this big guy with bulging eyes, big teeth, wild curls and a long scarf, saw people running up and down corridors to no apparent purpose, shook my head and said, “Guess I’ll go back to Monty Python. It makes more sense.”

    Fast forward a number of years. It’s a Friday night. I’m checking the TV listings to see if there’s anything worth turning the box on for. I see “Doctor Who: Castrovalva”. 90 minutes. Hmm. Well, at least it must be a complete story this time. Might make more sense. The Doctor regenerates. Does what? Starring Peter Davison. What? That dishy guy from All Creatures Great and Small? OK, I’ll give this another try.

    That was it. I was hooked. And once I discovered Jon Pertwee’s Doctor, I was line-and-sinkered. Went to two conventions where I actually met him {sigh}. Still cherish his autograph and the pics I took at the cons. Never did dress up or enter a costume contest, although I still occasionally toy with the idea of making a K9 costume for my dogs! (Which are about the same color as K-9, so their heads and feet would blend right in.)

    Hated the TV movie. The Doctor half-human? Give me a break. Don’t mess with my show. Because of that, I didn’t even watch the new series at first. My roommate said, “This is good! Didn’t you used to like this show?” I said, “Yeah, and I know they’re going to screw it up so I don’t even want to watch.”

    Fast forward again–April 2008. I’m walking by the TV when the roomie is watching it and David’s face appears in manic mode on the screen. I stop. “What’s that?” I asked. “Doctor Who,” she said. “Really,” I said, sitting down to watch. And it wasn’t just David’s adorableness, although that kicked in pretty fast. It was the fact that, on one glimpse, I saw that this guy GOT the Doctor. This WAS the Doctor in all of his Doctorish glory. The episode, btw, was 42. And the obsession kicked right back in, only in overdrive this time.

    So…wit’ ya, MaryAnn. Still geeky after all these years. And the link to my screen name here will take you to my recently completed fanfiction story starring Sarah Jane, Harry Sullivan and the Tenth Doctor. Please read and enjoy!

  • You think starting with Robot was confusion, try starting with The Sontaran Experiment.

    What was really confusing was that in the beginning PBS stations would show Doctor Who in production order, which is normally not bad – except that they showed Revenge of the Cybermen folloowed by Genesis of the Daleks, so they returned to Nerva Station via the time ring before they were issued it by the Time Lords. Plus Planet of Evil and Pyramids of Mars were also switched as was Horror of Fang Rock and Invisible Enemy – but those weren’t too bad continuity wise.

    Back to the geeky nuptials, here’s the icing on the cake – well the head table cake (we had 7 cakes total)

  • MaryAnn

    Ah… I, like David Tennant, think of Peter Davison as “my Doctor,” too, but I was so in love with Tom Baker’s Doctor that the thought of him regenerating — which I knew about because I was a geek who read things like Starlog and knew what was coming — was intolerable. Even the thought of him regenerating into Peter Davison, whom I was already madly in love with as Tristan on *All Creatures Great and Small.* He grew on me, though, and since then, whenever regeneration approaches, I dread it and hate it and “know” I’ll never love the Doctor again… and I know that I will surely love the Doctor again. :->

    The half-human Doctor? Ugh. But Paul McGann as the Doctor, if done right, would be awesome. And I’d, you know, do him.

    I have made lifelong friends because of *Doctor Who,* wonderful friends with whom I have much more in common than merely a love of this silly show. That’s a special thing.

  • MaryAnn

    Ah, Weimlady, I meant to email you and say that I loved your fanfic story. I’ll do that now…

  • PaulW

    My first Doctor Who was Terror of the Zygons. You know, the Loch Ness Monster episode. When Sarah Jane and Rose were comparing the space stuff they could handle, I *knew* Nessie would be the trump card… ;-)

    Two episodes later was Pyramids of Mars. I was hooked.

  • PaulW

    And about that scarf: there was a guy two years ahead of me at Tarpon High that always went around in that thing. And this was waaaaaay before geek was cool.

  • MaryAnn

    The gothic/Sarah Jane stuff is what really hooked me on the show (and it was before they little-girled Sarah down). I soo wanted to be Sarah Jane…

  • I soo wanted to be Sarah Jane…

    I so want to be Sarah Jane NOW! OMG!

    I had no intention of making any effort to see the Sarah Jane Adventures because, well, the Doctor wasn’t in them. Sorry, SJ, love ya and all, but I’m all about the Doctor.

    Then I started writing fanfiction about SJ. Mostly because the only thing I hated about School Reunion was that SJ said no to jumping aboard the TARDIS. That was not right. Had to fix it. Hence, fanfiction.

    After living with SJ in my head for over a month, I decided to check out the SJA. Bought the DVDs and watched four hours straight on first sitting. OMG (again) what a role model Lis Sladen is, and I’m not talking for kids–I’m talking for us 50-something women! A 59-year-old action hero is what I’m talking! What an inspiration. I am on the verge of writing my first-ever fan letter to an actress! Go, SJ!

  • Patti H.

    1981–we were living in North Dakota, and had been hearing about some really cool British science fiction from East Coast friends. When we’d been transferred back to NY (upstate) and were house-hunting, we caught a glimpse of “The Pirate Planet” at the motel on cable. “Ah-ha!” we said. “This must be that Doctor Who thing.” That was when WOR-Channel 9 was airing the Baker episodes with voice-over intros by Howard da Silva! By the time we found a house and got settled in, we’d seen the rest of the “Key to Time” episodes.

    Then we found out the PBS station in Syracuse was going to start up again from the beginning of Baker’s run, with “Robot.” (In those daily half-hour bits mentioned above.) We bought our first VCR (a top-loader!) just for the purpose of recording Doctor Who, when tapes cost, yup, MaryAnn, $10-$12.

    And I once knit a DW scarf (still have it) and once we had the pleasure of dinner out with John Nathan-Turner and Matthew Waterhouse.

    And at age four, our daughter could quote dialogue from “The Five Doctors:” “Fancy pants!” “Scarecrow!” (And got to do it once for John Pertwee…)

  • I remember seeing my first Doctor Who in 1979 on PBS Station WGBH (Boston). It was episode 3 of “The Android Invasion”, by Terry Nation. To an 11-year-old, it was terrifying. I was immediately hooked. Even though WGBH just re-ran the same four Tom Baker seasons over and over again, I watched over and over again. I geeked out – talking, dressing and acting like the Doctor, even carrying around a small bag of “jelly babies” (jelly beans). I pursued studies in acting, determined to live a life, at least vicariously, like the Doctor’s. I studied history and physics on my own. Everyone thought I was destined for the loony bin for certain.

    I used to tape it. On audiotape. I had all 10 Pinnacle novelizations (U.S. reprints of the Target novelizations) and a fair collection of Target books besides. My grandmother sent me a copy of “Doctor Who Magazine”, and I devoured every issue thereafter.

    Then things happened. I grew older and got a bit lest gangly. I joined the Navy. I moved around a lot, and in the process got seperated from my Target collection. I heard Doctor Who had been canceled. I thought, “Well, that’s it then”. I put it down to another chapter of my life gone forever … until 2005.

    MAJOR GEEK RESURGENCE. My Doctor Who DVD collection accouts for more than half of the DVDs on my shelf. I own a leather peacoat, rather like Christopher Eccleston’s. I became acutely uncomfortable when David Tennant was cast, he being the first actor in the role younger than me! When I start getting some time, the convention circuit had better watch out for me, because I’ll be there. Oh yes, I’ll be there!

    And no, I’m not married either. Scary, isn’t it? If you’ve never heard of Toby Hadoke (PLUG ALERT), you owe it to yourself to get a copy of his one-man show, Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf. It will bring all those wonderful feelings flooding back. You can trust me on this!

  • blake

    I agree with John, “Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf” ( how do you do italics ?) is brilliant. They played it on BBC 7 and it was was a real trip inside a fans mind.

    The only Doctor Who memory from my childhood was the Paul McGann film. Which, I’m pleased to say, I loved. Although I’ve learnt not to mention this in the company of true blue Whovians. They get a bit annoyed at the whole half human thing.

    It’s cannon.
    Get over it.

  • Susan

    Now, if you lot were a bit older and lived on the correct side of the pond, you could join with me in my vague memories of watching the first episodes with my parents.

  • Although I’ve learnt not to mention this in the company of true blue Whovians. They get a bit annoyed at the whole half human thing.

    It’s cannon.
    Get over it.

    It’s not canon. It’s apocrypha.

    Not gettin’ over it. Not planning to. >i>My Doctor is ALL Time Lord!

    And you do italics by putting an i with a less than sign in front of it and a greater than sign after it (sorry, can’t show you, the system keeps disappearing the signs) in front of what you want to italicize, and a similarly bracketed /i after you’re done.

    PS. Now let’s think about this half human business seriously. Interspecies crosses, such as mules, in our world are infertile. Does anyone really want to think of the Doctor as firing blanks? :)

  • MaryAnn

    That was when WOR-Channel 9 was airing the Baker episodes with voice-over intros by Howard da Silva!

    Years later, after my initial introduction to DW, I suddenly remembered seeing snippets of those WOR DWs when I was maybe 7 or 8 years old. It didn’t take for me at that time, though — not sure why. Could be those terrible voiceovers were a huge turnoff, even for a little kid.

  • blake

    Okay, Weimlady, The Doctor’s DNA changes when he regenertes, maybe he spent so long in human company that he went a bit human. It doesn’t matter anyway, does it ?
    I don’t like to think about The Doctor firing- blanks or otherwise…

    And The Doc being half human is not as bad as The Master being a slimey snake thing. Or Eric Roberts acting.

    Has anyone else, y’know, done the make your own trailer thing on the Who site.
    I felt kinda childish.
    Didn’t stop me, though…

  • I was active in science fiction fandom about nearly six years before I ever saw Dr. Who. I heard quite a bit about it, but never saw it as Dr. Who wasn’t playing in Pittsburgh in the late ’70s.

    When we moved to Ohio in late ’79, we got hooked quickly as the Columbus PBS station was running Dr. Who every night. I don’t remember what episode was running, but Sarah Jane was definitely the companion.

    I’ve seen most of the Baker and Davison Whos. We’ve also Netflixed a few of the really old ones. This weekend, we’re watching all of Season 4 of the new series. Today, we saw the Daughter and Agatha Cristie episodes.

    I particularly liked Tom Baker, Christopher Eccleston and, of course, David Tennant. I’m confident they’ll cast the next Dr. Who as well.

  • Marshall

    I was in high school when I saw my first Doctor Who on a PBS station in Nashville, circa 1983 — Tom Baker in “The Arc in Space”, complete with giant cicada monsters from outer space in the future. It wasn’t anything like the American SciFi icons I was used to and already a huge fan of — Star Trek and Star Wars. To be a Dr. Who fan, you had to trade in your phaser or lightsaber for a sonic screwdriver and think your way out of a situation. Very appealing to a guy who would later graduate with a Mechanical Engineering degree. Even though the special effects were less than stellar, it didn’t matter. Watching the Doctor study a problem, put together seemingly unrelated elements and solve a mystery made me feel ‘brilliant’! The British aspect to it was a bit odd at first, but then later I just loved it. Which made me seem a bit odd to my friends :-)

    Did anyone else just love it during the finale, when it just looked hopeless to stop the Daleks, that Donna (rather the Doctor-Donna) figured a way to stop them cold and made their heads spin??

    Oh, look at the time. Alons-ee!

  • Adam S

    It was 1983 and I was 11 when I flipped on one of the episodes of Terror of the Zygons, airing 6pm-6:30pm on WHRS (now WXEL) in West Palm Beach, Florida. I too remember the pre-VCR panic of “Will we make it home in time?” I even coaxed my dad into getting a better aerial to receive WPBT-2 in Miami so I could watch the Peter Davison episodes in feature-length format at 11pm Saturday nights.

    Sadly, in the eighth grade, my family moved to western Kentucky where the closest station airing was in Carbondale, Illinois. (It was out of range.) During that time I made frequent trips to any nearby Waldenbooks where I could get the Target novelisations for $2.95 each. I did, however, get to see The Tripods on KET.

    We moved back to south Florida after less than a year in Kentucky, WXEL dropped Dr. Who from its schedule, and WPBT aired Time and the Rani (the first Sylvester McCoy episode) before they aired the complete Colin Baker episodes! (They specially aired Trial of a Timelord in 1987, I think.) It wasn’t until 1992 that I discovered the show had been cancelled!

  • I don’t think I can honestly remember a time that I wasn’t aware of the Doctor. I think the first Doctor I was aware of was probably Colin Baker though I most remember Sylvester McCoy, he was “my Doctor”, growing up. Since then, I’ve seen a spattering of the older Who episodes (and of course all of the new Who) but these recent archived info that the Beeb has released makes me want to watch those early Hartnell episodes again.

  • Oh Blake, I so want to use the Trailer Maker on the Beeb’s website, but alas, I currently live in Japan, and cannot access that feature due to “Right’s Restrictions”. Pfft. I console myself by writing down my brilliant (ahem.) ideas in a notebook, as a hedge against those restrictions going away. I also console myslef by (ALERT! Prepare for another book plug) reading my copy of Who On Earth Is Tom Baker, by the Doctor himself.

    And also thanks to Marshall for reminding me of some of the other things I love about Doctor Who, specifically that he thought his way out of situations rather than universally applying brute force to every problem he encountered, as in numerous Star (fill-in-the-blank) episodes and films I had previously watched, or certain administrations I could name. I also read insane amounts of SCI-FI books before, but nothing had the magic, the brilliance, of Doctor Who.

    The Britishness of Doctor Who appealed to me on a fundamental level I think. I was already into Monty Python, yea verily even at that tender age. I am at least 25% British Subject, thanks to my grandfather on my father’s side, but if being British is at all genetic, then I think I must have inhereited the lion’s share of that DNA. The rest of my family just doesn’t understand what I see in Docotr Who, or Monty Python, or Danger-Mouse, or Blackadder, or any other BBC programming I could name.

    Ah well. I am comfortable, if a bit alone, in my eccentricity. Thank you, Sydney Newman and Verity Lambert. Thank you, Bill, Pat, Jon, Tom, Pete, Colin, Sylvester, Paul, Chris and David. Thanks to everyone who worked so hard to make Doctor Who so bloody wonderful. And Happy Birthday, with, I hope, many more to come.

  • Tom Baker’s “Robot” was my introduction to the series. Interestingly enough, I first saw it on the same syndicated TV station that showed episodes of The 700 Club. It didn’t last too long. (The last episode, I believe, was “The Androids of Tara.”)

    But it lasted long enough in the early 1980s to get me hooked on the series and if that wasn’t enough, I was also able to talk one of the women my father was dating at that time into becoming a fan as well. (For the record, my father was divorced from my mother at the time.) I used to discuss the series with her and her son all the time.

    Then it started on PBS in the mid 1980s and I started recording the episodes on my VCR. Eventually they stopped too but not before I saw almost all the classic episodes that were available for broadcast.

    I never liked the made-for-TV movie. McGann had potential but ye gods, that script was horrible.

  • Mark

    I grew up in Australia, so Doctor Who was a standard part of afternoon television for me (along with other British fare like The Tomorrow People and The Goodies). I guess what I saw would have been a mixture of first-run episodes and reruns — I would have seen all of the (Tom) Baker and Davison years when they aired, and I remember trying to like Colin Baker and failing. But I saw plenty of Pertwee, too.

    Tom Baker was absolutely “my doctor”; I like Davison and Pertwee plenty, but always liked Baker the best. And I have a tangential connection to the show now — one of my friends from primary and high school now works at the BBC, and is the executive producer of Doctor Who Confidential.

    As far as dork confessionals go — well, I did spend several hours last Christmas Eve transcoding a download of Season 9 while I waited for “Voyage of the Damned” to appear…

  • Anne-Kari

    Unlike most of the folks who’ve posted here, my introduction to Doctor Who was 2006, when I purchased a set of DVDs on a whim. I had next to no knowledge of the series, but what I’d read online intrigued me.

    So my first Doctor was Eccleston. And just like that, I was in love. And so was my daughter, for that matter – although I have to fast forward through the really scary stuff, she was only 3 at the time, and even now at 5 she’s still a little to young for the more intense scenes. She resents my editing deeply.

    She still refers to Eccleston as ‘The Old Doctor’ and Tennant as ‘The New Doctor’. She often laments the absence of Rose (we’re only just starting Series 4 via Itunes).

    It’s kind of shocking that I never saw any Doctor Who growing up, since I was raised on a steady TV diet of Star Trek, Monty Python, and The Prisoner. But how absolutely fantastic to discover it in my late 30’s – and to be able to share it with my kids (my 7yr old son is a little slower to convert).

    I look forward to mining the archives of this wonderful show.

  • Anne-Kari

    “His name isn’t Doctor Who, he’s just called THE DOCTOR, o-KAY?!?” – my 5yr old daughter schooling my 7yr old son.

  • Anne-Kari wrote:

    “His name isn’t Doctor Who, he’s just called THE DOCTOR, o-KAY?!?” – my 5yr old daughter schooling my 7yr old son.

    That is just too cute. Thanks for the smile. She’s one of us!

  • blake

    This is the greatest message board in the history of the internet :->

    It’s great to see so many people from around the world showing love for the mighty Who.

    Man, I wish X Files fans were as much fun.

  • Anne-Kari

    Weimlady – well, I try to raise ’em right; eat your veggies, brush your teeth, don’t manhandle Mommy’s Doctor Who dvds. You know, the basics :)

  • MaryAnn said:

    The half-human Doctor? Ugh. But Paul McGann as the Doctor, if done right, would be awesome. And I’d, you know, do him.

    Just listened to the The Zygon that Fell to the Earth (audio adventure w/8th Doc & Lucie, available on BBC7 until 11/29/08) and something melted in me in the last few minutes when the Doctor went out on the patio with his tea and was quoting Wordsworth.

    He’s still not half-human, but yeah, I’m with you MaryAnn. He is the Doctor. And I’d so do him.

  • The half-human Doctor? Ugh.

    The BBC’s Doctor Who FAQ says that the half human thing is true (though contested by purists…)

    I have an open mind to anything in the Doctor Who universe. There’s far too much that can be taken issue with both in the new series and the old, and some fans make that their crusade and ruin it for everyone else.

    The half human thing would make sense in terms of his affinity with Earth and humans…

  • half human Doctor?

    no. f’n. way.

    i don’t care what auntie Beeb says… they only threw that in there to try and keep the 1999 movie from being a total loss… and keep on speilberg’s good side, i think.

  • Hmmm … I should also have thanked Russel T. Davies, for having the courage and vision to resurrect an old SCI-FI classic that everyone else thought was dead, buried and forgotten.

    Speaking of resurrection, the buzz is that the role of the 11th Doctor will go to the very talented Paterson Joseph – which begs the question …

    How can he wear a long coat and waistcoat without inviting comparisons to Lawrence Fishburne’s “Morpheus” from those appalling Matrix films?

    Ah well. However the costume designer duds him up, I’m certain he’ll be brilliant in the role. With Stephen Moffat taking over as head writer, I’d say we’re in for some very exciting times indeed.

    I’m dreading the “radioactive piano” (Davies, 2008) though. I remember how traumatized the bloggers were by the abortive regeneration in Stolen Earth. I am compelled to wonder how they’ll handle David’s actual exit.

  • Just listened to “Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf” on CD (available through Amazon) and it is just wonderful. Four thumbs up! (I keep spares in a bubbling jar for emergencies. ;-) )

    I’m thinking Toby Hadoke (the writer/performer) for the 11th Doctor. I’ve never seen him in anything (off to Google him now) but he’s clearly got the love of the show and the sense of humor that the Doctor needs!

  • And yet another way to celebrate the Doctor’s anniversary–take the Name the Companions quiz!

    I got 29 out of 38 and I’m quite chuffed with that score, considering how long it has been since I saw some of the old series, or read the novelizations in the case of the lost episodes.

  • I managed to get all 38 with 2:35 left on the clock. I had a spelling problem with a 1st Doctor companion, and one that was a 10th Doctor companion I feel should have been labeled a 9th & 10th Doctor companion.

    With the reconstructions (if you know where to get them) are a great substitute for the lost episodes – not as exciting, but a good place holder. Helped put Doctor #2 up to my #1 slot.

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