Back home, and I had a really good time. The others were great at making sure I didn’t feel isolated, and I almost always had someone to dance with. People are so nice
I have to confess I went to Blackpool in the end. It was…the same. But I was invited, which was kind, and I did get to ride a carousel, which I try to do whenever possible. I also walked past the Doctor Who museum, outside of which hangs this:
Go figure.
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That’s the gayest depiction of David Tennant I’ve ever seen—which is saying something.
He seems to be pouting - perhaps its at the eyeliner they’ve made him wear (mind, given his turn as Davina - check out that as a google search - maybe he’d approve!)
See, I just googled that, and now I have to try and sleep.