No. I haven’t been knitting. At all. For a while. Maybe I should think about changing the name/purpose of this blog… But that’s not the random Doctor Who thought I wanted to talk about right now. And no, the picture above has nothing to do with Doctor Who, but the random thought was thought while my view was that. So without further ado, I’ll get on to the main attraction.
As you can probably tell from the picture, I was taking a walk this afternoon. While walking, I listened to the inestimable Doctor Who Book Club Podcast. (If you haven’t listened to it, you really should do yourself a favor and check it out.) Thus, Doctor Who was on my mind. (*Who am I kidding? Doctor Who is usually on my mind. I don’t really need a podcast to keep it there. That was just gravy.)
As I came around a corner, I suddenly (and not for the first time) thought about what I would do if I ever came across the Doctor and his companions. I realize this isn’t a novel thought. What fan hasn’t daydreamed about going off on adventures with the good Doctor? However, this wasn’t one of those types of fancies.
This time I was thinking more about the advisability of consorting with the Doctor. For whatever reason, I wasn’t thinking about becoming the next companion (though I’ve done that countless times before and certainly will umpteen times again), I was simply considering whether it would be wise to be more…”Doctor-adjacent”–like one of the random guest characters from any given episode/audio/book. There are plenty of arguments for and against.
On the plus side, it would be exciting! Never a dull moment when that TARDIS-travelling Time Lord is around. And who wouldn’t want to satisfy their curiosity about what it would be like to be in the presence of a hundreds-of-years-old genius? Could I resist? On the other hand, people around the Doctor have a nasty tendency to die. “The Horror of Fang Rock” springs instantly to mind, a story that was a favorite of mine as a youngster precisely *because* everyone but the Doctor and Leela dies. Oops. Spoilers.
Anyway, I mulled this over for a short while, and came to the inevitable conclusion that you bet your sweet bippy I’d tag along with that rascally Gallifreyan. Could anything be more worthy of the risk than that? Perhaps even more importantly, I remembered that when the Doctor’s around, there may be people near him dying, but that’s nothing compared to the number of people who are dying just off screen. The odds are probably even, if not slightly better, being a bit closer to him. And considering the enormous benefits, well, yeah. That’s where I’d be.
In short, in case anyone was wondering, if the Doctor happens to pop by any time soon, I will most definitely be getting as close to the action as I can. So tell my family I love them.