Thank God for Doctor Who (BBC1, Saturday), in which a bunch of butt-ugly aliens started chanting such things as, "We are the legion of the beast!" while Woody from Casualty was possessed by the devil and went on a killing spree. Rose and the Doctor shared a tender moment when they thought they were trapped on a dead planet circling a black hole, and even contemplated getting a mortgage and choosing carpets together. She kissed him on the helmet as he descended into the pit to face the very devil himself, who arose at the end of the episode with some great sepulchral laughter. The alien army, who were called the Ood and looked as if they had long-term cocaine habits, were set to zap everyone with their nose-tentacles. Nobody mentioned football or said, "Dad ... I love you", which justifies the Bafta, in my opinion.
Arf. I may add I was getting seriously scared at points; definitely the creepiest since the Victorian Gas Zombies, who still bother me a bit.
It's gonna get hotter and hotter now. Feck. Well, it had to happen eventually. I need to trade in my Ken Dodd grown-out hair for the Evil Old Bulldyke summer suedehead look now.
Very weird phone 'conversation' with Mad Mother last night.I'm trying to be all 'caring', even knowing what I now know about the Dog's Home Bequest and all. If my sister can know about it and continue to wipe her bum and tend her every whim, I guess I can 'make nice' too. It's all wrong, though... Must say, I do feel genuinely sorry for the MM now, though. Odious as she is, she's still some kinda human, uprooted in her dotage and stuff. Jeez, life truly is a beeeeyitch.