alicia_h: (Doctor Who)
I'm sure I meant to do some writing today. Yes, I'm certain I meant to write. I can see significant portions of my desk and floor, I have a fresh set of bedding on my bed whilst the other set has been washed - oh, and I'm caught up on dishes (bar the cup I had my hot chocolate in). This was definitely meant to be a writing day.

Still, I have some time now to write something before going to sleep. I'm starting a job skills course... thingy in the morning, so I have early starts for the next three weeks. I fully intend to annoy my housemate/landlord/friend with showers at half past 6 in the morning, especially if he keeps me awake until 1 in the morning. He's had his Monday to Friday, 9 to 5 work cut down to just Mondays, so we're in for a complete role reversal as far as active lifestyle is concerned because previously it was me bumming around the house during the week and the last time he had so little work to do I was going out to uni most days.

I'm going to have a little bit more time pootling about online tonight before switching off and reading some of Mark Gatiss's('s...'s - oh the curse of excessive esses) Doctor Who novel Nightshade. I'm enjoying this one a lot. We've got a spooky village with funny goings on, a radio telescope picking up strange readings, an actor in an old people's home who used to star in what is essentially the Doctor Who universe equivalent of Quatermass and a mysterious monastery. And this is all happening in 1968.

Every time I curl up with this book, there is always something that will make me love Mr Gatiss even more than I already do. There was something that struck me last night, which was the Seventh Doctor remembering "dear Jamie". That made me melt in exactly the same way as this moment between Holmes and Watson did when I read the Bruce-Partington Plans not to long ago:

"I don't like it, Holmes."

"My dear fellow, you shall keep watch in the street. I'll do the criminal part. It's not a time to stick at trifles. Think of Mycroft's note, of the Admiralty, the Cabinet, the exalted person who waits for news. We are bound to go."

My answer was to rise from the table.

"You are right, Holmes. We are bound to go."

He sprang up and shook me by the hand.

"I knew you would not shrink at the last," said he, and for a moment I saw something in his eyes which was nearer to tenderness than I had ever seen. The next instant he was his masterful, practical self once more.
alicia_h: (Doctor (Six))
I forgot to post this drabble here when I wrote it. My second Doctor Who drabble from October 2010.

Title: Gaping Chasm of Doom
Characters: Sixth Doctor and Charley Pollard
Rating: G
Summary: The Doctor and Charley on the edge


"A large, gaping chasm of doom?" she asked, smile barely contained. “I suppose we’ll be leaping into it before too long.”

Squinting at the distant smudge of blue, he tried to reassure them both. "It's an illusion, my girl. Merely an illusion. I shouldn’t think there’s any depth to it."

Charley stared at the Doctor. Nonsense and riddles. Still talking like himself, even when he wasn't. Hand in hand, they strode over the edge. Straight down to the bottom. Black rock melted into worryingly boring brick.

The Doctor frowned, speaking curtly. "Come along, Charlotte. We’re not finished yet."
alicia_h: (Doctor (Six))
Title: Now, Miss Smith, or Miss Pollard...
Characters: Sixth Doctor and Charley Pollard
Rating: G
Spoilers: None

A drabble set after Big Finish Sixth Doctor play 'The Condemned'. The Doctor senses that his new travelling companion is deceiving him and has resolved to question her.


"Now, Miss Smith, or Miss Pollard, or however-it-is that you want me to refer to you today, we need to have a few words about your mysterious origins."

Charley froze at the sound of this new, or rather, old Doctor’s imperious tone. He meant it this time.

“I’m just a bit confused about it all,” she blustered. “Gosh, this strange, alien man rescues me and asks me questions I have no way to answer...”

The Doctor shushed her. "I think, perhaps, we better stop there, Charlotte, or else I may begin to think that the lady doth protest too much."
alicia_h: (Horatio/Hamlet)
My first day back at university turned out to be one that was not too bad. Out of the two module options I had to chose between for this year, Chemical Engineering is definitely the one for me. There looks set to be a good deal of calculations and problem solving but that will be with the sort of maths that isn't too daft! I know I'll be much happier with this than the other one, which is smelly biology. ;-)

I found out last week that the first year labs I'm supposed to be retaking clash with the second year labs. I went along to talk to the tutor in charge of those labs about how to manage it. He didn't have time to talk to me the first time I went as he was busy sorting out something for another group so I had a brisk walk home for some lunch and then back to uni. We couldn't find a way for me to be able to do both labs, unfortunately. But, as I attended most of last years labs, he said we should be able to find a way for him to get me data to do the work from.

Inorganic looks to be treading over old ground for the time being. Our current tutor for that module spent the two hours going over the d-block, d-orbitals and quantum numbers. It was a bit boring but likely useful to be reminded of them.

My renewed obsession with Classic Doctor Who continues. My loan coming through meant I could afford to splash out on a few different DVD's, books and audios of the episodes the BBC wiped its bum with from its archives. I must give all the ones I've read, watched and "watched". I've also spent tonight making random quick icons from screencaps of the Two Doctors I found here. I don't have time at the moment to do anything fancy with them so I'll upload them sometime this week.

I went back home to Sheffield over the weekend to see John Simm playing Hamlet. I was looking forward to it very much as it was one of the plays I studied at A level and John Simm is, of course a brilliant actor. He made a splendid Hamlet and it was great seeing a play at the Crucible for the first time since it's been done up. My mum and her boyfriend were on the front row and were sat right next to the passage where Hamlet hid while spying on Ophelia's funeral. Mum was very pleased to have been that close to John Simm, let me tell you! I was on the third row so I was very close to the action too.

Given the sort of thing that interests me, I was naturally curious to see how Hamlet and Horatio would be portrayed together. They were indeed close but had nothing on the two in the 1960s version (with Nicol Williamson as Hamlet, Gordon Jackson as a very Scottish Horatio and Marianne Faithfull(!) as Ophelia) I saw on DVD back when I was studying the play. On the night I was there, I have to admit any Hamlet/Horatio I could see, with or without looking at them through a slash filter, was a bit beaten by Rosencrantz and Guildenstern having a good cuddle in the middle of the "man delights not me" scene.
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It's five days before I go back to uni for my second year and as if by magic a new obsession has manifested itself just in time to distract me from it. I say new - Doctor Who has been one of my main general obsessions since 2005 - but the specific new part is the Second Doctor and a young be-kilted Scottish man named Jamie McCrimmon.

I suppose the way it started was with the realisation that the only stories with Troughton's Doctor I have in my collection are multi-Doctor ones. As it's my birthday in under a month I asked Dad for the Mind Robber on DVD. I went for that one because it's the one I always saw among the Doctor Who DVDs in the Virgin/Zavvi in Sheffield before it shut down. I always liked the sound of it (being lost in the land of fiction) but I never got round to buying it.

I never realised it was a Second Doctor one until I looked it up recently. Of course, once I did, I thought: "Right - well - Do Want!" and that was it. Besides, it's £6 off Amazon and that sort of justified my other present request being an ipod touch. Sort of.

Being stuck on TV tropes for a couple of days/weeks/possibly months eventually led me somehow (innocent whistle) to a page that told me of the constant cuddling and clinging and groping going on between the Doctor and Jamie.

Naturally this - and the fact I'd been writing a scene in my head where the Eleventh Doctor thinks about losing someone in the recent series and how it reminds him of the way he lost Jamie all the way back in his second incarnation - sent me scurrying to youtube.

I've also stumbled on a gif of one of the clips in a comment here

They are very, very (very, very, very, very...) cute. :-)

Anyway, as it was approaching silly o'clock when I started writing and it is now way past the boundary of my bedtime. Just one more thing. My housemate has put me on to a site called seesaw, which has a few episodes of Classic Who for free. Please imagine for a second the squeeing that took place when I saw that one of the stories was Tomb of the Cybermen (source of the above handholding no less!).
alicia_h: (Doctor Who)
Initial themes: Rock & Roll love affair (songs 2 and 3 being the first I picked). Overall, it ended up being inspired by Series 5, Series 1 of the 11th Doctor Season 31 Series Fnarg of Doctor Who

Welcome to Earth - Robyn Hitchcock
Girl's Eyes - The Who
The Beat's Got a Hold On Me - The Stone Coyotes
High Flying Bird - Emily Smith and Synergy
Nothing's Boy - H.P. Lovecraft
Doctor Who Theme - Ron Grainer/Delia Derbyshire
Better Things - Karine Polwart
Weeping Angels - Ever Changing Weather
Red - Martha Tilston
The Village Green Preservation Society - Kate Rusby
Time Lapse Lifeline - Maria Taylor
Vincent - Don McLean
Garden Of Flowers - Peggy Seeger & Irene Scott
Ancient Starry Night - Ellen Warshaw
Scarecrow - Pink Floyd
Pandora's Box - Tom Paxton & Anne Hills
Can You Mend A Silver Thread? (coda) - Sandstone
When the Walls Come Tumbling Down - Jon Boden
Hey You - Luther Wright & The Wrongs
Crack On The Wall - The Floating Opera
Song For Life - Barbara Sipple
Terminal Star - Karine Polwart
TARDIS - BBC Radiophonic Workshop
alicia_h: (Doctor (Six))

The Fourth Doctor

You are the Fourth Doctor: A walking Bohemian
conundrum with a brooding personal magnetism
and a first-rate intellect concealed somewhere
beneath your charmingly goofy exterior. You are
perhaps the most terribly clever of all the
Doctors, though your occasional bouts of
childishness get you in trouble. You never go
looking for a fight, but when someone messes
with you... good heavens, are they ever sorry
they did.

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