Today, 50 years ago, two teachers stepped followed their enigmatic student into a junkyard. It was the start of a great adventure...which is nowhere near its end-
Doctor Who is more than just a TV show.
It's audiobooks and spin-offs, museums and stuffed toys, conventions and movies, it's what British people sit down to watch as a family on Christmas Eve (when Moffat promptly destroys our hearts): it's a British cultural icon. It's huge and weird an wonderful - much like its fan base (which comprises most of both current and past cast) -, and seems to go on forever.
With inputs from so many fantastic people including Neil Gaiman, Dumbledore, Van Gogh, Winston Churchill and Kylie Minogue, the appeal of the series reaches far and wide, breaching age gaps and cultural differences.
It's the strange story of a lonely alien, traveling through Time and Space in a bigger-on-the-inside spaceship (with a temper), rescuing civilizations and always discovering new things.
Endlessly curious and with an god-awful sense of dress, The Doctor is very hard not to like.
And whichever incarnation is your favorite, you never forget your first Doctor, and always welcome the new one excitedly (especially the choosing of the outfit. Please let Peter Capaldi dress in pink).
So here's to you, Doctor Who!
Thank you so much for the smiles and tears (MOFFAT! *shakes fist*) you brought me, and here's to 50 years more!
Moffat wishes the show a happy birthday...and makes me tear up all over again
Also, Matt meets Batman and Superman in Hishe's Superhero Cafe
And kids auditioning to become the next Doctor at the Doctor Who celebration
I've had the Gallifrey song in my head for the past two days.