No, not like that.
That’s the name of my Amazon wish list.
I’m posting it here because a few kind folks have asked.
Presents are never mandatory, of course, and….
Wait. Who the hell am I kidding? Presents are always mandatory. Love Me With STUFF!
No, not like that.
That’s the name of my Amazon wish list.
I’m posting it here because a few kind folks have asked.
Presents are never mandatory, of course, and….
Wait. Who the hell am I kidding? Presents are always mandatory. Love Me With STUFF!
Paul Cornell, the writer of the most recent Captain Britain series, as well as the brilliant Doctor Who season three two-parter “Human Nature/Family of Blood”, is doing a set of blog posts that he’s calling “the 12 blogs of Christmas” — and first up is this absolutely lovely Doctor Who story, melancholy yet hopeful in the manner of all good Christmas tales:
A slice of my childhood, circa December 1977:
(Or, if you’re reading this on Facebook, which continually fucks up my embeds when it brings these posts over, just click here.)