I was delighted to see the return of Doctor Who, but not so delighted to listen to the arguing which ensued among the children.
My husband doesn’t care to comment, as he won’t watch anything that contains time travel as it is too much for his logical brain to compute.
But the children have a hundred theories each and all of them involve yelling until they are blue in the face at each other.
Most now concern how Doctor Who is going to manage with a dead Dalek as a companion.
Which, in all honesty, is a fair enough question.
But the tedium of hours and hours of debate about installing ramps for the Tardis versus the fact Daleks can now fly is causing my brain to fry.