My boss’s boss’s boss’s boss is a Scottsman. Ever since Girl2 heard him speak, she believes he is, and refers to him as “The Doctor”.
Somewhere, in the basement of the BBC, I imagine a cardboard box full of files, covered in dust and probably mold. In that box, in one of those dusty, moldy files, is my name and address on a Dr. Who fan club application. Membership in the DWFC got me a subscription to a quaterly newsletter, a really cool heat activated color changing pin, and my named carved forever on the stone walls of geekdom.