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The breakfast radio diaries 005: Call the doctor

By all accounts, I should probably be napping away right about now. But the coffee was strong, the vibe for the show was stronger and by the time I blinked, it was suddenly seconds away from ending.


A good show is one that flies by and this one had both turbo's huffing away perfectly.

 ON THE LARGENESS SCALE, THE WEEKEND WAS A MONSTER

As mentioned previously, as soon as the Friday show ended the road trip began and before I knew it I was sizing up my weekend's accommodation, namely the pop up tent my in laws had lovingly provided. 


Not counting New Years Eve at Mitta Mitta to kick this year off, my camping experience has been severely lacking for at least a solid decade and that means switching off under canvas under the stars didn't come easy. The farm dogs made sure we were well aware of anything and everything on the farm that shouldn't be skulking around at night, the donkey farm nearby chimed in with their two cents and on Saturday night, we had another family camping right next to us with a toddler having a really rough night of it.  

So with that, hosting a game show at my wife's 40th (which worked marvellously I must add, the crowd really got into it) and the follow up pizza night round the fire, I knew by the time I got back home I'd be well into the rough zone and the show could be a little on the tired side soon enough.

But no, turns out that wasn't the case. As worn out as I was going to bed, something kicked in early morning and got me through things just fine.

NOT A DOCTOR, THE DOCTOR

What probably helped a lot was talking about a subject we both clicked with and today that happened to be the last of the timelords, aka the amazing Dr Who. Or to be more exact: Who is your favourite Dr Who? 

Lu opted for the brilliant work of Tom Baker - with the scarf, the jelly babies and the hair that could double as a tardis itself. And I have to admit, I loved coming home from school daily to catch Tom's adventures with my favourite companion being the super spunky Ace (and you can't forget K-9!)


I particularly remember one episode with the hilariously over the top Kandyman and the internet being the internet, today I got to read his incredible back story. 

Whoops, turns out my Whovian knowledge needs a massive patch update: Ace wasn't with Tom Baker, she played alongside Sylvester McCoy (7th Doctor). But you can still read Kandyman's adventures and being thwarted by lemonade of all things right here. Watching some of it on YouTube has really opened the memory flood this arvo.

My pic for best Doctor though? David Tennant - he starts off in his new body like a kid in a toy store and over time and adventures develops such human emotion connecting so well with Rose Tyler and Donna Noble as well as a war like weariness that slowly eats away at him. So by the end he's still saving the world, he's just so tired and annoyed by the forces trying to stop it time and time again that a dark and bitter side is slowly creeping in.


When you realise he's putting on a voice here too (because naturally he speaks with a Scottish accent not an English one) it's another sign of his fantastic range - the fact that he's played a few nasty characters in his time too (like the repulsive Kilgrave in Jessica Jones) shows how versatile he is and he made such a terrific Doctor.

(Props to Matt Smith too for what he did - following David's work would be no easy feat at all but he turned the character into his own just as well.) Oh and there was just an inherit coolness about his portrayal when Peter Capaldi jumped on board.

JUST ONE ROUND THANKS

It's been a while between drinks for Lu - well buying drinks that is. At a weekend 50th birthday she was set back a stonking $42 for a pint of beer, a vodka lime and soda and a cocktail. 
I hail from a time where five dollars got you a bourbon and coke and six fifty bought you a Jim Beam and coke bottle from the clubs. In comparison this weekend my one and only can of Jamieson, Lime and Soda from the bottle shop was eight bucks. At today's prices that's almost 4 litres of unleaded petrol!




Having worked behind a bar, she recalls when a beer set you back just a couple of bucks. Short of my time in Tafe and Zagame's across the road having $2 Crownie student specials, it's doubtful short of a trip to somewhere like Thailand, I'm never going to experience beer prices that low ever again.

So naturally tomorrow's topic will be other than petrol prices, what else have you noticed go up in price? 

We're bracing ourselves for quite the list..

FINALLY, BRING ON THE SWAP MEET

I should be car shopping this weekend but a lot of Sunday will be spent trawling the Jinderra Swap Meet. I love a good swap meet and this should be huge. Of course being car less, I won't really be looking for any car model related paraphernalia but it's the other assorted goodies I'm keen to get into. The first time Baz the father in law took to one, I came home with a free set of bike racks.
The second time I found an old edition of Dungeons and Dragons that I bought for five and sold for fifty/

No wonder he hates taking me - I always come away with more money than I spend there effectively..

Chat soon
-Almigo

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