Where're all the long-haired Welsh Nobel-Prize winning blokes?

Not a speculative comment about the state of men's hair in Wales or even a philosophical one wondering about the existence (or not) of such types but a brief comment about yesterday's Doctor. The one those of us having non-cable TV get to watch on Saturday nights on public TV.

It was this one. A right good one, memorable mainly for Jo deciding to run off to the Amazon to look for mushrooms with her long-haired Welsh Nobel Prize-winning scientist boyfriend and thus foresaking the (rather miffed in the "how could she leave my lovely curly mop of hair and my Shakespeare discarded and op-shop rejected shirt") Doctor. Oh, it also had an evil computer masterminding events and controlling giant slugs.


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