please empty your brain below

"This is the Doctor. I wish to speak with the Master".


It was underneath the dining room table that offered me protection against those beasties, behind the sofa was still too exposed for me

I nver got the "hiding behind the sofa" thing. Did everyone else have a much bigger sitting room than me? Our settee was always pushed right up against the wall... there was room to hide unless we were at my Grandmother's (who had an enormous sitting room).

Tom Baker was "my" Doctor... mmmm, jellybabies.

the very idea that grown adults should be listening to anything called Scream of the Pigging Shalka - i just give up I really do!

No pigs in it, honest.

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