Well, being the second instalment of a two-parter, this week's Doctor Who was much the same as
last week's, and so was my opinion of it. Nonetheless, it did spawn a new scribble, inspired primarily by what happens when sausage-headed aliens meet a slightly kinky wardrobe department.
Torn out of the personals page in Universal Slayboy, it's
Dalek Sec's appeal:
Well, they do say there's someone for everyone. Maybe he'll strike it lucky before he gets exterminated...
Meanwhile, back at the Grauniad, fashion correspondent Hadley Freeman is presumably desperate to be associated with this blog, since she's taken to spontaneously discussing
sartorial Who matters all by herself. If her column next week is all about whether Martha has managed to single-handedly reinstate a revival of the little zip-up leather jacket just when it was SO totally over, I'll be very suspicious indeed...