#CBR10Bingo: Two Heads Are Better Than One
So my final review of #CBR10Bingo requires some assistance, and I will be joined by my husband Mark (“Hello!”), who also gave me the book we’re co-reviewing. I figured I should start with some background. I hadn’t watched any of the now hugely popular children’s television program Doctor Who until I went to University in Scotland in the late 1990s, early 2000s. Of course, this was because at that point, the show wasn’t actually on the air, and anyone who wanted to watch it, or get other friends interested in it, probably had to own the show on VHS.
Some of my Scottish friends did their best to introduce me to a bunch of sci-fi. Before going to St. Andrews, I’d really only watched Babylon 5. (They managed a lot better with Doctor Who than with Star Trek. Even being showed a bunch of episodes of both The Next Generation and Deep Space Nine, I wasn’t really all that interested). If memory serves, I was shown Spearhead from Space with Jon Pertwee, the Third Doctor and The Curse of Fenric with Sylvester McCoy, the Seventh Doctor (there were probably more, but those are the two I can clearly remember). Nevertheless, I hadn’t really watched all that much of it before it was relaunched in 2005, even though it was one of my then boyfriend, now husband’s favourite shows. As well as being a huge fan of the modern show, in the 18 years my husband and I have been together, I’ve now also watched a lot of the classic series (but by no means all, probably not even half). I also really enjoy the podcast Verity! Lynne M. Thomas, one of the contributors to that show, co-edited Chicks Dig Time Lords and the anthology also features essays from several of the other “Verities”. I should probably let my husband contribute a bit, though, shouldn’t I?
(Right. This is on now, right? Is this on? Can you hear me at the back? Yes? Good)
OK. So, my Good Lady Wife asked me how long I have been a fan of the Popular British Children’s Television Programme Doctor Who. The answer is…quite a while. Yessirreee. Several of your Earth whiles, plus a few more. Since the mid-1980s, to be specific, then a bit more in the 1990s. I can politely but firmly assure you that being a Doctor Who fan during the ’90s, when the show wasn’t even on the air, was not a surefire way of winning friends. But I stuck with it, thanks largely to a comprehensive lack of anything better to do, and my patience was rewarded in 2005 when the show finally returned to the airwaves. Only this time around, I had a proper, human female, girlfriend to watch it with. The novelty still hasn’t entirely worn off.
Full review can be found on my blog. Trust me, it’s quite the read.
With that, I now have now achieved blackout on my bingo card (I don’t have a fancy graphic with all the squares crossed off with stars or cat paws or something. I went old school and had a piece of notebook paper where I ruthlessly curated with different coloured sharpies) and also a double Cannonball (twice my personal goal this year!)