*insert the complete works of Erik Satie here*
Not that this is Le Feu Follet, and by no means are my spirits quite that low. Still. Gutted as fuck? Still am. Cheering myself with all the things arriving in the post that I erroneously ordered before I knew quite how financially ruined I'm about to be, wherever I end up.
So here's the coat I ended up going with, and I dare say it's a little bit perfect. I'm going to have to add pockets, but STILL. I feel sexy.
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And then I FINALLY sewed on that UNIT badge I got at Gally. It'd look so much better if I'd stuck on a sexy Brigadier Moustache, mind:
And then WHOOPS MY BESPOKE KILT CAME IN THE POST, OH
DOCTOR, LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT FRIDGE!
Yes Jamie, it is a big one. Let's see if it's full of sandwiches.
Also some paintings.
Zoe and Isobel were so awesome together in The Invasion that I kind of wish they'd gotten their own series where they were 1960s girl detectives.
It was Mrs. Brig's birthday over in tumblr land a coupla days ago, so I took like twelve seconds and made this ridiculous mashup of the Brigadier's obvious phone fetish and this bit of Luxury Comedy. I imagine the Doctor and Jo giggling in the doorway.
And also I think I might pitch a show to our local community radio, and barring even the remotest possibility of actually going to film school, I might take the plunge and see if I can't get one of those work visas to the UK. That and I still haven't given up on living that dream I had where Frazer Hines and I started a farm. IT WOULD BE SO BEAUTIFUL
So here's the coat I ended up going with, and I dare say it's a little bit perfect. I'm going to have to add pockets, but STILL. I feel sexy.
And then I FINALLY sewed on that UNIT badge I got at Gally. It'd look so much better if I'd stuck on a sexy Brigadier Moustache, mind:
And then WHOOPS MY BESPOKE KILT CAME IN THE POST, OH
DOCTOR, LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT FRIDGE!
Yes Jamie, it is a big one. Let's see if it's full of sandwiches.
Also some paintings.
Zoe and Isobel were so awesome together in The Invasion that I kind of wish they'd gotten their own series where they were 1960s girl detectives.
It was Mrs. Brig's birthday over in tumblr land a coupla days ago, so I took like twelve seconds and made this ridiculous mashup of the Brigadier's obvious phone fetish and this bit of Luxury Comedy. I imagine the Doctor and Jo giggling in the doorway.
And also I think I might pitch a show to our local community radio, and barring even the remotest possibility of actually going to film school, I might take the plunge and see if I can't get one of those work visas to the UK. That and I still haven't given up on living that dream I had where Frazer Hines and I started a farm. IT WOULD BE SO BEAUTIFUL