Obsessed with the Doctor

I have a new(ish) obsession. It's all James' fault (he gets the blame for a lot of things round here these days ..... but that's what men are for, right?).  Up until about a year a go I was a Dr Who virgin, but now I'm totally obsessed.

If you live in the UK, unless you have been hiding under a rock, you couldn't have failed to note that 2013 saw the Doctor celebrating 50 years on television.  Just this fact alone has to be testament to the greatness of the show. 

I can't claim to be an aficionado .... yet.  There are still many many hours of the Doctor for me to catch up on but this quirky time traveller is not just limiting himself to my television viewing he's starting to creep in and invade many aspects of my life, cheeky blighter.

This week, thanks to one of my Christmas gifts from James (see I'm not blaming him without reason) the Doctor has been keeping me company as I start (and almost finish ..... get me) a new knit project.

And after a break away from needle and thread he's even tempted me back to cross stitch again.

The picture above shows me in the throes of unpicking.  I some how managed to give Patrick Troughton, who played the second incarnation of the Doctor, a larger than called for crotch.  James thinks that was my subconscious coming in to play, I have no idea what he's trying to imply! ;)

My obsession looks set to continue for a while though and you'll see the Doctor here again soon as I'll bring him back for a more detailed chat about the cross stitch.  And I also found a post that I started last year following a trip to Cardiff that I'm going to get round to finishing and posting soon, in which I have a close encounter with the daleks among other things.