It’s hard to resist anything other than something Dr Who based on this.
I could write about how Tom Baker, Doctor of my childhood, remains my favourite though I will not because those memories seem far off these days.
I could also write about the ludicrous furore over the recently announced Doctor having a vagina. The fact that he has two hearts and travels through time seems far more palatable to many than the idea of someone with a uterus holding the keys to the T.A.R.D.I.S.
God forbid it had been a black woman, can you imagine the outcry. Trump and Brexit we can handle but surely not that.
Actually, had Diane Abbott been cast as the Doctor I may actually have taken side with the crazies. Her vagina is not something on which I wish to dwell. Jeremy Corbyn may however wish to differ.
I could also write about the shambles that was Christopher Ecclestone but the less said about that the better. Tosser.
Instead of writing I will just enjoy the memories I have of one of the greatest creative works to come out of this country and wait for next week’s challenge.