Top 5 Most Devastating Dr Who Companion Departures (Spoilers... duh)

Monday, 23 November 2015

We've known for a while that Clara Oswald was set to leave Doctor Who. So we've spent all of the current series waiting for it to happen. Clara has increasingly put herself in dangerous situations and has managed to get herself close to death more times than I can count. It's getting a tad annoying but I'm actually going to miss Clara. After a few series of hating her, she has really come into her own this series. She and Peter Capaldi make an excellent team. So it got me thinking about the other companions and how much emotional impact their departures has on me. So I present to you, my top 5 most devastating Dr Who companion exits.

That's what she read: Sunday rundown

Sunday, 22 November 2015

Either the realisation that I'm giving out weekly updates on my reading habits or the fact that I'm reading better/easier books has meant that I'm reading more at the moment than I have in ages. In the time between posting last week's rundown and today I've nearly finished a new book. Consequently, I'm no further along with any of the other ones but I take victories where I can. I'm still buying books like I've got an unlimited bank balance, of course. I'm sure one day there'll be a week where I have nothing to write under the "Recently Purchased" section but it won't be whilst I've got fuck all self-control.

TBT: Goldeneye (1995)

Thursday, 19 November 2015

On Monday I'm finally going to get to see Spectre. I know there have been a few dodgy reviews but I always love a Bond film. It comes back to those lazy weekends as a kid where I had nothing to do but watch Roger Moore on his hover-gondola. Younger me loved James Bond because it was silly and camp. Twenty years ago this week the James Bond franchise changed completely. Pierce Brosnan stepped into the role and helped create one of the best bond films of all fucking time. That's quite a bold statement and part of me does worry my love of the game is clouding my judgement. However, there is no denying that Goldeneye took the womanising, drunk spy in a more modern direction. Without it we wouldn't have ever met Daniel Craig's brooding and parkour-ing 007.

Kindle Surprise: or why I'm finally embracing the electronic age

Monday, 16 November 2015

Anyone who knows me well enough will have heard me ranting about eReaders for years. I'm infamous at work for my stubbornness about Kindles and my desire to stick with the physical book form. So it shocked a few people when I made the decision to buy on this week. When it comes to reading, I still prefer owning and holding a book in my hands. I think books are a beautiful thing and having full bookshelves is better than wallpaper in terms of decoration. However, over the last 27 years of my life I've amassed a rather large selection of books, which, sooner or later, I'm going to have to pack up. If I have to move soon then it's going to be hell transporting my library. It was time to find an alternative option.

That's what she read: Sunday rundown

Sunday, 15 November 2015

So, it's week two and I'm still trying to go strong with my new routine. I'm actually doing pretty well at sticking to things at the moment. Since September I've been doing some form of exercise (nearly) everyday. I'm so fucking smug at the moment but, don't worry, I won't turn into one of those people that constantly mentions how fucking awesome I am. I won't be tweeting about my post-workout high or anything. Doing more than I was doing wasn't exactly difficult. However, it does mark the beginning of a new age where I make myself promises and really try and stick to them. So I'm naively hopeful that this can work... provided I start reading some fucking books that is.

TBT: Space Jam (1996)

Thursday, 12 November 2015

When it comes to these throwback Thursday posts, I like to try and tie in my nostalgic lookback to my Monday post. Sometimes this is nigh on impossible and I just pick something at random. Other times I'll just make a really tenuous link and hope for the best. Then there are times like this: times when everything falls into fucking place. Monday saw me reviewing The Martian and discussing one man's struggle in space. To go with it I chose a film about one man's struggle with beings from space. It also happens to be the first film I saw multiple times at the cinema. I fucking loved it and I still do. Every time I watch it I feel like a kid again. Suffice it to say, this probably won't be a very objective review... but considering Space Jam is fucking awesome it doesn't really matter.

That's what she read: my new weekly rundown

Monday, 9 November 2015

Sometimes we all go through reading slumps where the last thing we want to do is sit down with a book. I'm currently in the longest slump I've experienced since I first graduated from university. Buying books is not a problem for me but getting through them is taking a lot of effort. I don't know whether it's because I'm too fucking old now or just too overworked but I can't get through a chapter before bed anymore. My eyes start dropping a couple of paragraphs in. If I'm going to continue with my rule to never leave a chapter unfinished then I'll have to start reading books with much shorter chapters. Next time I'm in a book shop I'm only buying children's books or the novels of Dan Brown.

The Martian (2015)

I was such a naive fool just a few months ago. I definitely thought I would be able to manage reading Andy Weir's The Martian before the screen adaptation came out. As I've mentioned a million fucking times already, I'm not managing to read a damn thing at the moment. Especially when you consider that Aziz Ansari's new show is up on Netflix. I'll always love reading but, I don't know if you've noticed, there's always something else going on. I'll wait til I can sit down and read a chapter without falling asleep I'll get back on with the reading. Before that miracle happens, I'll just go with the film version. Especially when it has more Matt Damon.