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Doctor Who and the Music of the Dolmen

Doctor Who: The Music of the Dolmen

A lonely Irish field. An ancient stone table the locals dare not cross after dusk. And music—sweet, wordless, and terrible—drifting over the hedgerows at twilight.

When the TARDIS sets down near Haroldstown Dolmen in nineteenth-century County Carlow, the Doctor dismisses it as a simple megalith. But the parish books tell another story: of vanished boys and broken fiddle-bows left upon the stone; of a lady in green velvet singing the living down into silence. Investigating beneath the dolmen, the Doctor discovers a chamber of whispering figures—neither alive nor dead—while the song coils tighter around his companions.

What lies under the stone is no tomb—but a trap still feeding. To save Ian, Barbara and Susan from the music’s call, the Doctor must confront the intelligence that plays human souls like strings… before the last note falls.


Contents

  1. A Harp in the Hedgerows – In which the travellers meet a worried historian, a superstitious farmer, and a song that is not a song.
  2. Parish Ink and Green Velvet – Testimonies, tokens on stone, and a vision upon the capstone that nearly claims Ian.
  3. What the Earth Remembered – The Doctor digs; a lantern shows too much; Susan hears her name from beneath.
  4. The Unplayed Note – A bargain, a breaking, and a silence that does not quite hold.

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Posted by on September 30, 2025 in Uncategorized

 

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Doctor Who? NO, Doctor POO!

Doctor Who? NO, Doctor POO!

Some Doctor Poo questions to ponder.

Doctor Who? No, it's Doctor Poo!

 

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Doctor Poo, just joking!

Doctor Poo, just joking!

Why did Doctor Poo get kicked out of the time-traveling bathroom?

Because he kept flushing the timeline!

doctor poo, just joking!

 
 

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Doctor Poo: The Plunger of Time

Doctor Poo: The Plunger of Time

Doctor Poo: The Plunger of Time

He rides through time in a porcelain throne,
With a gurgle, a flush, and a furious groan.
With a scarf ’round his neck and soap in his shoe,
He’s madder than frogs in a fondue stew.

He battles with bog rolls that scream in the night,
And a tap that once bit him in mid-flight.
He’s faced evil curtains and bidets that spit,
And a shower that sings like a soap-covered twit.

He knows your deep secrets (the ones in the drain),
He’s wrestled with bubbles possessed by the Bane.
He’s flown through the sinks of the seventeenth moon,
And dueled with a sponge shaped like a baboon.

He once saved a planet by sneezing in sync,
And tamed a wild loofah with glittery ink.
He banished a ghost with a rubber duck yell,
Then slipped on a flannel and fell down a well.

I AM DOCTOR POO!” he shouts with delight,
“Defender of bathtime! Avenger of fright!”
He’ll plunge through dimensions, foam on his brow,
And scrub the whole multiverse sparkling somehow.

So if ever your toilet begins to hum,
Or your taps start chanting, “THE TIME HAS COME,”
Don’t call a plumber—don’t panic or moo—
Just whisper three words:
“Doctor. Flippin’. Poo.”


 
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Posted by on August 3, 2025 in doctor poo, doctor who

 

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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas from ‘The Doctor’

Doctor Who

Doctor Who?

That’s right, Doctor Who!

 
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Posted by on December 4, 2014 in Christmas, Doctor Who

 

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Doctor Who and the Daleks

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Doctor Who and the Daleks
‘Doctor Who and the Daleks?’ I hear you say,
‘Who can they be, and what an affray,
On our minds and our wits at this time of appeal,
Of recession, so biting, and scares very real.’

It’s the DOCTOR, I tell you, the DOCTOR, that’s WHO,
And as for the Daleks, well, my mind is askew,
If I were to explain who they in fact are,
I’d need several years, and still not get far.

‘Oh, the DOCTOR, THE DOCTOR,’ you answer me back,
‘Why didn’t you say so, why didn’t you track,
The way I was feeling, so peeved by the mire,
Unlike our politicians, in splendid retire.

In splendid retire, ensconced in their towers,
Of ivory white, not grey and ragged like ours.
But they’ll get their comeuppance, of that I am sure
When the Daleks exterminate these pariahs.’

Daleks

 
 

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Doctor Who and the Daleks

Doctor Who and the Daleks

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Doctor and the Daleks? I hear you say,

Who can they be? And what an affray,

 On our minds and our wits at this time of appeal,

Of recession, so biting, and scares very real.

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It’s the DOCTOR, I tell you, the DOCTOR, that’s WHO,

And as for the Daleks, well, my mind is askew,

If I were to explain who they in fact are,

I would need several years, and still not get far.

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Oh, the DOCTOR, the DOCTOR, you answer me back,

Why didn’t you say so, why didn’t you track,

The way I was feeling, so peeved by the mire,

 Unlike our politicians, in splendid retire?

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In splendid retire, ensconced in their towers,

Of ivory white, not grey and ragged like ours.

They’ll get their comeuppance, of that I am sure

When the Daleks go find them and exterminate those pariahs.

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Merry Christmas from Dalek Zeg (what did you expect, a turkey?)

Merry Christmas from Dalek Zeg

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Dalek Zeg And His Friend

 

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