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My husband sent me this this morning. The stuff in purple is his signature--also from Doctor Who.

So I'm waiting on the platform @ Sullivan Sq and glance over to see that a man is reading a collection of 8th Doctor comics.
I leaned over towards him and said that I thought that I was one of the only Dr Who fans around and he says semi-mysteriously "no there are quite a few of us around".
I told him that we had just finished watching the new 3d season & he asked how we liked it...then asked "finished watching? They've only started running it on SciFi". where I told him about torrenting...the corruption begins.
We asked each other if we had watched the old show, he said that he liked Eccleston's Doctor... and then the train came.

The fans are out there.


"People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey...stuff."

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