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Life of Lu 25/11/13

What a week we have just had!
Fellow Whovians, our wait is over. 
The 50th anniversary episode of Dr. Who has been aired.
And wasn't it a beauty!

I don't know when I was last so excited for something. 
It was probably the final episode of Lost but that ended up ruining the show for me entirely.
I can't comment any further on Lost. It still prickles my eyes with tears. 

But Dr. Who.
Ok, it wasn't flawless. That is the beauty of it.
It wasn't as dark as I had expected nor did it touch many of the topics I had hoped it would.
But it was entertaining. It was funny. The chemistry between the three doctors was superb.
and as for that fleeting second of Peter Capaldi as the Doctor? Squeal-worthy.

I genuinely went through every emotion possible during that episode. I laughed, cried, got slightly worried (I know I was not the only person who thought the weeping angels were under the statue sheets), sighed with relief, got nostalgic, even more excited for the future...
The snippet from the Christmas special? Delightful!
I allowed my (if I do say so myself) very well hidden inner geek to come out in all it's glory this week.
Oh how I loved it!



 I reckon I'll allow myself another week or so of nerd-dom before I discreetly hide it away again. I don't think James can cope with it! It seems to have taken him slightly by surprise!

I have also had a superb week at work. It has been tough don't get me wrong. Winter sick calls eat your heart out, but it has been a week of development, and a week where I discovered that the plans I have for myself are the plans that others have for me also. Obviously, I have a lot of hard work ahead of me (makes a change huh?) but I am very excited about my job, and the new challenges that have been put before me. To use a sound I have been using for Dr. Who all week... EEEEEEEK!

I got a little homesick this week. Why? Because of a TV ad. Seriously, isn't that ridiculous!
Have a look....



My wonderful friend Dearbhla informed me during the week that she had her lovely hubby Alan and their ADORABLE wee man are popping over for a visit this week. I have some crazy work stuff at the beginning of the week but I can't wait for a proper catch up with them on Friday. The last time I saw them they were getting married!! I am very, very excited!

This week has also been a week full of friends. Granted, there was also some VERY dodgy dancing involved, but it has been great being able to catch up with so many people. November is a tough wee month, but you know what? Hand on my heart I will tell you here before me, this has been the best November I have had since 2004. 

Thank you to everyone who has made that happen. xxx


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  1. Hey Lou, I remember chatting to you on facebook before, during and after the last episode of Lost! I love that sense of mass excitement - and I think it's becoming rarer and rarer as people's TV becomes more individual and less of a shared experience. Anyway, I was at out old haunt - the Eye cinema - on Saturday night to watch the butler (predictable, lukewarm, cliched - my mother loved it!). The crowd for the hunger games was incredible. There were queues for three different screenings and loads of people in costumes... It made no sense to me (nor have I any clue about Dr Who) but it was a good buzz even to be close to it. Woop. Andy

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    1. I had to work so I missed the cinematic experience but I had a few friends who had a wonderful time. You are right though, it is a rarity to be able to share in such a big moment, but it is such a wonderful experience! Next time I'm in Ireland we should hit the Eye. Actually! I was telling the story the other day about going to see The Road with you and Shambo!!! One of my classic cinema moments!!

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