I’ll Miss Sleeping
So here’s the thing – I used to love Doctor Who growing up. Peter Davidson and Sylvester McCoy were the Doctors at the time, and I hung out for each episode every week being enchanted and frightened in equal measure.
Then the show was cancelled and I grew up, until when the series was revived I was too busy to watch. If an episode was on TV when I was flicking channels I’d try and give it time, but when you have so many other things to do it carried on just passing me by.
Until yesterday, when I decided to make an effort to get back into it. So I googled what episodes to begin with and….
…look, this is a long winded way of saying the Weeping Angels are effing terrifying and I’m never sleeping again.