Whimper...

What did I say? What did I say?

I said, and I quote, Given some of the topics touched on I would have expected it to set off major bunny breeding, however it has completely failed to do so. Suspect it is due to the plot-centric stories necessary to set up a new series, as soon as we get a few character focused eps I'll probably be right there.

Well, bugger. Sometimes being right is a pain in the arse - did I need any more bunnies? Did I? The angst, the torture, the anguish, the snoggage... am screwed. RTD you *ba$tard* - and I mean that in the most affectionate, do-not-stop-writing kind of way. I work so much better with messed up, broken characters. Ianto darlink! That shattered dreams and heartbroken tears look is so *you*! And Jack... *purrs and pets*

*dons slash-tinted mad scientist goggles and goes to rewatch the ep*

Sigh

I love this area, really I do; you can feel like you're living life on the edge just by sitting quietly in the sitting room.

Just finished rewatching Torchwood and scribbling a few notes, picked up some sewing to occupy my hands and started on that. Suddenly there's a loud bang and I get showered in glass. A couple of kids threw a fist-sized chunk of concrete through the window behind my head and either they used some kind of catapult or there's one hell of a spin bowler in the making because it was from a distance of about 30ft and went straight through the outer pane and smashed the the 6mm thick inner double glazing too. Needless to say this disrupted my train of thought rather.

Now the warmest and most comfortable room in the house has a howling draft and is covered in shattered glass. Fun.