Re: Beginnings

I first saw Doctor Who when I was 6. We went to Sydney to visit my grandparents who had just moved off their farm to go work in factories because they ran out of money. They were living in a little caravan in my great aunt and uncle's back yard. Every night my grandmother used to watch Patrick Troughton on Doctor Who on her little black and white telly and I would sit with her. I don't remember much of what I saw but I remember being very interested in all the aliens etc. Then I went home and mum wouldn't let me watch it. When I was about 11 I was watching the ABC one afternoon and I saw this show that had a strange man with a scottish hat on traipsing over a moor with another man and woman in tow. They came to a road and the strange man asked a man in a car for a lift. Then I switched channels. It wasn't until the following year that I started watching Doctor Who at my friend's request. I was immediately hooked and used to carry  a bag of jelly babies and a yoyo around in my pocket. [VEry strange child] Then one day I was watching TError of the Zygons and lo and behold, there was the scene I had watched the year before. I couldn't believe how close I had come to watching Doctor Who a whole year earlier. Fortunately Doctor Who got rerun a heap of times during my teens, especially the Pertwee/Baker years. So of course TB is my favourite Doctor and Sarah, my favourite companion. I've never stopped watching it, although I did lose interest during the Colin Baker/McCoy yrs. Seeing Sarah again in School reunion was the most exciting TV event in my life and having SJA on TV is just an amazing TV dream come true. Well, I never would have dreamed it ever possible. And now my kids have been totally brainwashed and are also avid fans of both series. :-D