Well, after a really hard day at Canary Wharf and a totally unexpected emergency temporal shift, I decided to order this off Amazon for a bit of a laugh really. To be honest, Timelord propaganda usually makes me come close to whirling round uncontrollably and spitting foam out of my shell, but this is first class comedy.
The High Council has cast Peter Capaldi as The Doctor. Well, he seems to fit the bill completely. Need I say more. His portrayal of The Doctor is first class, but I nearly spazzed my vestigial liver out when they cast Barbara Windsor as The Rani.
Anyway, I have been getting echoes through the time rift from some bizarre rainbow coloured disco tanks that claim to be my ancestors, sent back in time, and cross bred on a reclaimed Skaro, that our creation, Moffat has ceased to be a bomb, and is now dressing up in a Slitheen costume and corrupting our historical archive.
I punched into the nearest computer monitor to find out if this is accurate, and I am sad to say that it is. So order the DVDs as soon as they become available. I have been zipping back and forth, and find myself going a little bit mad. Honestly. Dancing and dying over and over again just to get to the Easter Egg really takes the jammy dodger.
Anyway, DHL did a fine job of getting the plastic archive up the Medusa Cascade, but the contents seems a bit frazzled. You could say it looks like it came from an alternative universe. Get to it before Moffat completely rewrites your life.
Love and kisses from the acknowledged friendliest species in the Universe Sek xxx