So. There we have it. The end of Doctor Who as we know it. I was both unbelievably happy and desperately sad during this, Peter Capaldi's last episode. I couldn't even watch it past his regeneration. But it did mean that I can now savour the memories of him without having to think about that woman who has taken his place. And since I can't bear to watch Doctor Who anymore because of her, I can simply fondly remember the days when things were as they should be.
I'm gonna miss you, 12. Alongside Peter Davison (the 5th), you were the best Doctor ever. You filled me with hope and laughter and inspiration, and even though you are gone now, I will