I need a TARDIS for the next few weeks, please
When you are a child, one's viewing habits are entirely dependent on one's parents. This came to light in a serious way last night when Mama and Papa Smurf watched Utopia with me (this year they have seen more Doctor Who than in previous years).
I spent the first fifteen minutes trying to explain who Jack is and about certain spin-offs, and then trying to explain the history of the Master while I'm trying to watch the end of the episode. When I say I grew up in a Doctor Who free zone, I mean I grew up in a Doctor Who free zone.
But the blueberry muffins my mother made for dessert made up for it all ♥
I spent the first fifteen minutes trying to explain who Jack is and about certain spin-offs, and then trying to explain the history of the Master while I'm trying to watch the end of the episode. When I say I grew up in a Doctor Who free zone, I mean I grew up in a Doctor Who free zone.
But the blueberry muffins my mother made for dessert made up for it all ♥