One more sleep till Xmas. And what is getting me most excited (apart from the huge packet under Queenie’s tree?). 7pm BBC One Xmas Day. Dr Who time.
A Christmas moment I love. A Christmas moment I remember. Finally TV the entirely family seem happy to watch, gathered round the fireplace, ssshing Nanny as she tries to start a (non sci-fi) tale, edge of our seat time. Kinda hoping Kylie won’t be in it again. Cybermen or Daleks? I don’t care. As long as his bow-tie is a jaunty angle and the plot line is suitably seasoned with the whiff of a Xmas scare.
And as I count down the hours I’ll engage in some right proper geekiness courtesy of this genius compilation (in chronological order of course) of each and every Dr Who theme. I can’t decide which is my fav although I’m keen on the synth funk of Jon Pertwee’s 1970s wonder.
Dung ta dung, dung ta dung, dung ta dung, dung ta dung….ooooooo weeeee oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
Just one more sleep.