March 20, 2017
The Secret of Black & White Photography
No, not the hugging. I’m against the hugging. People who talk about infallibility are usually on very shaky ground. No idea. Just do what I do: hold tight and pretend it’s a plan. I hate computers and refuse to be bullied by them. We’re trying to defeat the Daleks, not start a jumble sale! Soon, I expect. Or later. One of those. You cannot rewrite history! Not one line! Only the madman can see the way clearly through the tangled forest. The thing is, Adam, time travel is like visiting Paris. You can’t just read the guidebook, you’ve got to throw yourself in! Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers! Or is that just me?
Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there’s a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us. Then, all things considered…it’s time I grew up. Old ladies die all the time. It’s practically in the job description. Run. Nice to meet you, Rose. There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. Things which act against everything we believe in. They must be fought. Life depends on change and renewal. Underneath it all I think you’re probably kind and nice, and very brave. I just wish you weren’t a soldier.
Are these antiques dotted about all over the building? It really is a splendid piece of audioarchitectonicalmetrasynchosity! There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. Things which act against everything we believe in. They must be fought. Sorry, must dash! Only the madman can see the way clearly through the tangled forest. This stuff, or whoever sent it, is cleverer than we are. Unfortunate, isn’t it? Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don’t tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother!