Saturday, June 10, 2006

Dr Who and the Eight Year Old Boy.

Poor Thomas, he was terrified by The Beast in tonight's Dr Who. He snuggled up on the sofa with me, tears in his eyes. Mind you, I think Dr Who should scare children - that's the fun of it. Last week's episode, and this week's conclusion, were sheer artistry.

I did giggle when the Beast said that Rose would "...die in battle." About bloody time!! I detest the way Billie Piper lets her bottom jaw hang like she's catching flies - low IQ anyone?

The weather here is really stuffy tonight - wonder if we'll have a thunder storm? Hope so! Just as long as the weather is fine next Saturday, when my brother Chris, and his fiancee Ali, get married.

On a final note: EN-GER-LAND!!!!! Yep, we won our first match, against Paraguay, 1-0. Not a convincing win - if only Sven could stop tinkering......

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