The Curse of Time

Read this post. You’ll be glad you did!


Time shambles forward, clumsy, cumbersome cogs crushing us beneath its graceless bulk. At least that’s what it feels some days. Other days it feels like “Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.” (Groucho Marx?). We just have to hope for the best as the big ball of wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff (thank you Doctor Who, you always have right wordsies for every situation) drags us along on its universal joyride.

Spending time reading M.J. Mallon’s first book in the series, “The Curse of Time: Bloodstone”, I must warn you, could fill you with magic and mystery, intrigue and imagination, romance and possible fear of ruination and the worst part, you may not be able to put it down. Start reading only when you have time (hint: make time).

I started following Marje’s (M.J. Mallon) blog ages ago (a great choice if…

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Hugh Says…Who Called The Doctor?


Steve McSteveface

Doctor Hugh

Doctor Hugh?

I’m a huge Doctor Who fan. No, scrub that! What I meant to say is that I’m a fan of Doctor Who. Does saying ‘I’m a huge Doctor Who fan’ make me sound big? Or is that because of all the chocolate I eat?

The countdown is well and truly underway way to the next new episode of Doctor Who which, here in the UK, is being aired on BBC 1 on Christmas Day.

I’m such a fan of the series that, when it’s on TV, nobody dares speak, cough, sneeze, eat, or fall asleep and start snoring! The only other programme where all of that applies is The Eurovision Song Contest!

I only know of one other blogger, Mr Steve McSteve Face himself, who is a Doctor Who fan (probably a far bigger fan than I am – or is that because of all the chocolate he…

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