Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all. Now and then, Every once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the wind stands fair and the Doctor comes to call, everybody lives.
Yesterday littlewerewolfasses asked me to recommend some pro-Moffat blogs, so I’m going to take this opportunity to list some of the lovely people I follow who make my dash such a wonderful place to be: