This made me flail with delight:

(Marc Platt's) audio Doctor Who drama Spare Parts was the inspiration for the 2006 Doctor Who television story Rise of the Cybermen / The Age of Steel, for which Platt will receive screen credit and a fee.

Elsewhere, Tom McRae apparently says "My story isn't the same — it's got a different setting, different themes, and different characters, cos once we started talking, the whole thing developed in a very different direction. But as Russell says, we wouldn't have started this whole line of thinking if he hadn't heard Spare Parts in the first place." Hell, that's still good enough for me. Spare Parts is bloody great. And since Nicholas Briggs will be doing voices, we really might get the brilliant wonkiness of Zheng's speeeeeeeeeeedyupslooooowydown Cyberman. Yay!



Oh dearie me, the world wasn't kidding when they warned me about Turlough and the Earthlink Dilemma. It's comforting to know I have at last read a book with absolutely no redeeming features. And you'd think that giant space slugs and the discovery that Turlough was exiled to Earth by Margaret Thatcher would be worth something, wouldn't you? Nope. Because if you are going to put Mrs Thatch in your space novel with your big space crowbar, you probably shouldn't make her a revolutionary who perceives the inequality of a society of haves and have-nots, and tries to make it all fair for everyone. Because, um, no. Turlough the pacifist astrophysicist is the most bonkers bit of characterisation imaginable: he's just so damn boring. And, of course, we wouldn't want to know anything about the inside of his head in this here novel all about him: wouldn't want to explore how he felt about being an exile, and how fucked up his world was then and is now, or the deaths of his family and friends, or indeed where his invisible brother has vanished to, because all we care about is The Science. Lucky, that.

Thank god for fic, and Loups-Garoux. The ginger one marches on, angsty sluttiness intact.



So, next week's Who: what I want to happen is for Sarah to turn around at the end and to tell Rose that she needs to stop being such a selfish whore and treat him properly, and for Rose to be all 'STFU beeatch, he's my Doctor now', and for Sarah to say 'I wasn't talking about him' and look meaningfully at Mickey. And then for Sarah to give Ten a kick in the nuts for being an irresponsible, twee, callous piece of shit. And K9 to wee on his leg for good measure.

And I think we all know that isn't going to happen.


Sigh. I seem to not be feeling the love for the noo who. I liked Tooth & Claw while I was watching it too: it's the thinking about it afterwards that does it. Because, er, dead people? Not funny, Doctor.