Last week I grumbled about Sky-Plus and how
no one watches telly programs when they are supposed to any more. Last night
when I could have been watching Downton Abbey I watched Doctor Who instead.
I’ve been really impressed with Doctor Who lately. Up until the most recent
episode.
The most recent Doctor Who episode (Closing Time) was something of a
disappointment. Quite frankly it didn’t know whether it was drama, sci-fi,
thriller or comedy. It tried to be all of them, and wasn’t actually any of
them. I was disappointed. I was expecting great things from the episode – a
guest appearance from James Corden, cybermen, and the first cybermats to be
seen since1975. But the episode was something of a let-down.
I’m beginning to see something of a theme - the
last three times the Cybermen have appeared in Doctor Who (A Good Man Goes to War, The Pandorica Opens, The Next Doctor), the
episodes have been rather poor.
Which is a shame – cybermen have always been
my favourite Doctor Who baddie.
And so to work. I arrived to find a family in
full “domestic” at the hospital door.
Mother was trying to remonstrate with teenaged daughter who was in hysterics. The
more mother tried to reason with the daughter, the more the daughter would
scream “You are a f$@*ing retard!!”.
I watched this little drama for a few
minutes, before getting on with my daily round.
Hypothetically speaking, it has often been
said that an infinite number of monkeys pounding on an infinite number of
typewriters would be able to produce Shakespeare's works by accident. It would
seem that this adage has been put to the test,
albeit using computer simulation of random character generation than monkeys.
It would seem that simulated cyber-moneys aren’t doing very well.
But they are doing better than the real
monkeys who, when presented with the keyboards back in 2003, produced five
pages of the letter "S" and then broke the keyboard.
Meanwhile in Folkestone the menagerie grows.
My second grand-dog (Sid) has
arrived.
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