Doctor Who: The Christmas Invasion...

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I ate at Pat and Sandi's place; chicken and salad for supper, followed by a lovely dessert - I brought fresh blueberries, Pat and Sandi provided ice cream, and we had them together.

Then we watched Doctor Who: Christmas Special. It wrenched me momentarily away from my current Christopher Eccleston obsession and dropped me nicely into the ambiance of Tennant affection. I particularly liked him fighting for the future of the planet in bedroom slippers and pyjamas: it was like a scene out of a Lois McMaster Bujold novel.

I love the magic of a cup of tea. My mother used to swear by the power of a cup of tea, too - though she wasn't much like Rose's Mum. I tend to think she was right, but it was probably a remedy more for emotional ills than physical ones. I don't think she was considering full bodily regeneration.

For once, I liked the ugly aliens. Their language sounded a little like the Black Speech of Mordor.