Who Loves Who? I Do

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Doctor Who started again last week.  Yay! 

The opening two-parter was pretty good, though I thought the bit where Amy said the bit when she was in the bit and Rory and the Doctor thought something other than what it was (don’t want to give too much away in case you haven’t seen it), was a little weak.

Rory is one of my favourite characters.  When he first arrived he seemed rather pathetic, but ever since he became a Roman Centurion and guarded Amy for two thousand years, I’ve liked him.  I’ve got a bloke just like that at home: if I was ever locked up in a place where I couldn’t get out for two thousand years, I know the Hub would be just outside, keeping me safe.  You can’t buy that kind of security.  Or peace from a complaining wife.

The advantage of being locked up for two thousand years is that we wouldn’t keep each other awake with our snoring.  And I’d be bound to lose a little weight. 

I’ll admit, I’m tempted.