Come closer to the screen, I want to have an conversation with you, homo sapien to computer screen. I took a small break because of reasons. Mainly lazy reasons, but also because I was mourning the loss of Amy and Rory Pond/Williams. The girl who waited and the last centurion.
Not a Doctor Who fan? What’s wrong with you? Moving right along.
Amy and Rory (as companions and characters) brought a familial bond into the TARDIS that, although there before, was amplified during their run. I was ridiculously sad to see them go, and I know some people weren’t fans, but I also know a lot of you out there were. I could address individual issues and argue until my face turned blue, but I don’t see the point. Mainly because I should be working. Shhh. I won’t tell if you don’t.
I look forward to the Christmas episode with a slightly saddened heart (as you do after saying goodbye to companions you were particularly fond of) and a strange optimism I’m not usually prone to. Because we have to face the fact that the Ponds, save for one River Song, are gone but we’ll always have fish fingers and custard.