OMGSQUEE ( Read more... )

This afternoon I spent three hours sitting in David's living room, singing Kinks songs with Ray Davies. It was so weird. I mean. There we are, sightreading music, and there is Ray Davies sitting and having conversations with the pianist about whether the arrangements are working, and then he's singing his bits, and it was the best day ever ( Read more... )

Dear jellyoapI don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm in love with your sister. I think I realized it when I quoted Santa outside of Chicago when I saw you sit at my best friend. I'm sure you're man enough to understand how awful I've felt. I'm returning our matching Snoopy bibs to you, but I'll keep your Mum as a memory. You should also know that ( Read more... )

Some catching up.

( Caspian! )

Gneil on the Marquis de Carabas and Patterson Joseph's performance ( Read more... )

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I mean, OK, probably nobody cares what I think, but here it is anyway.

( What I think about the Dr Who series four casting spoilers. Also this year's Christmas episode. )

I saw Last of the Time Lords.

( Incoherent thoughts, no particular order. )

I am currently trying to fight of a pretty strong urge to make a cat macro. I took this photo of Alfie... he was upside down...

Friending ihasatardis and lolhistory has turned my brain to badly-spelled mush. I probably shouldn't encourage it ( Read more... )

I am at work, but Alexandra's gone out to the bank and I am faffing with postcodes so I thought I would just poke LJ and say this:

James Marsters is playing a one-off gig in Cardiff on the 21st of July.

Because he's in town filming an episode of Torchwood.

Squee. If anything is a sign of Torchwood continuing to improve on it's series 1 vaguely ( Read more... )