One of our research fellows dropped
into my office today. He said “I heard
you like Doctor Who, so I thought you
might be interested in this”, “this” being a birthday card he had received with
a picture of a Dalek on the front, which, when opened, said “If you do not
celebrate your birthday you will be exterminated”. He then turned round and spotted Derek the
inflatable Dalek – the Professor of Medieval History has been keeping him blown
up for me - and commented “oh, you do like Doctor
Who, then.”
Noticed a couple of classic cars
turning into the front quad on my way in to work this morning. Correctly
deduced that it was again being used for filming (a fairly frequent occurrence,
this – the front quad has doubled for the British Museum in The Mummy Returns and Nigel Havers was
once shot dead on the steps) and indulge in brief fantasy that it is Doctor Who and I might invite David
Tennant into my office to meet Derek the Dalek.
Turns out to be some Bollywood
movie. Damn.
And how many shopping days left to
the Christmas Special? Thank goodness Torchwood
is coming soon.
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