At last I know where I’m going…Where I’ve always been going…Home.
Doctor Who 50th anniversary party!! Every good party has fezzes, bananas, and jelly babies… in fact, it’s not quite a party without them.
YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN MY FACE WHEN I SAW THIS POST
To my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.
NO CLASSIC DOCTORS IN THE 50TH, THEY SAID
TOM BAKER’S NOT INVOLVED, THEY SAID
YOU WON’T SEE PETER CAPALDI TIL CHRISTMAS, THEY SAID
THEY’RE NOT INTERESTED IN ANYTHING THAT HAPPENED BEFORE 2005, THEY SAID
Gallifrey Falls No More.
When witches don’t fight, we burn!