So... I may not have been the best husband ever recently. I'll make it up to you, Rose! I promise. Soon, in fact. Very soon ( Read more... )

Have I mentioned I have the best, most brilliant wife ever? Especially when it comes to enacting brilliant rescues. I probably have, but it bears repeating. Multiple times ( Read more... )

I popped into the university today to see how everyone was. It was a bit quiet, because I'd forgotten it was a Sunday (I can never remember scheduling quirks like weekends). Fortunately, plenty of the profs view weekends the same way I do, so there were still a fair few around to chat to ( Read more... )

How about we leave town soon?

Tonight, in fact.

Now-ish, perhaps.

Just a thought.

Sorry, Rose. I woke up early. You managed to sleep through the ghost noises and I didn't want to disturb you because you need your sleep.

So I went for a wander. And... got a bit distracted.

I've been making notes! Like a... an organised person!

( Not all of this is in English. But look! )

Rose went to get her hair cut so I met up with Stevie in the park for ice cream. Stevie doesn't get many jobs in the middle of the day because her clients tend to be busy with jobs or families (she laughed at me when I told her I found the idea of someone with a family using her services distasteful) but we haven't seen each other much recently ( Read more... )

JACKIE, PETE.

WE NEED BAIL MONEY.

Sometimes we don't run fast enough.

Susan and I went out for a a bit of a wander today. I was showing her that typically humans bond over shopping and coffee, as opposed to stealing a TARDIS and legging it from our home planet. We both agreed that the latter method is much more fun, but that the bakery does very nice cakes. I get the feeling dinner may be a light affair tonight, so I ( Read more... )

Rose... I think we might have a situation.

Can we just send an anonymous tip to Torchwood and get them to deal with it?

Also, I am aware suggesting such a thing is unlike me, but this is, well, different to normal.

DON'T GO IN THE KITCHEN.

AND IF THE NEIGHBOURS IN THE FLAT BELOW RING THE DOORBELL, TELL THEM I DROPPED A WINE BOTTLE. SEVERAL TIMES. THEN THE PIZZA IN THE OVEN EXPLODED.

DON'T WORRY, THOUGH, I'LL HAVE EVERYTHING BACK TO NORMAL IN A JIFFY.