Posted by adrienne_adam on 12th February 2010

Sir David of Tennant, My Time Lord

So I’m writing this whilst sat in front of a gorgeous roaring fire. Thought you’d like to know. Just been out to the shops to buy the new SFX magazine, drool! It has a feature on Doctor Who, and the revamp the series is undergoing. New doctor, new writer. It’s all going on.

Now all my friends and family (and some randomers I feel like telling in the street) know that I am absolutely and utterly in love with David Tennant. It’s borderline obsession, really it is. So you could forgive them for thinking the only reason I bothered to watch Doctor Who was because he starred in it. They are however, entirely wrong. I fell in love with him because of Doctor Who. I had no real notion of who he was before hand. And I will, despite my protests, give the new Doctor a chance, for at the end of the day I love the programme, not just the actor playing the time lord.

On reflection, I most probably love the tenth Doctor, and not David Tennant. Although he is a very (very very) attractive man, it was the quirkiness and brilliance in his portrayal of the Doctor that made my heart go all fluttery. He completely made the character his own, as every Doctor does. They say every generation has their own doctor, the one that was “the best”. However David Tennant seems to have completely taken over, with fans young and old claiming him as “their doctor” and “the best”.

He made us laugh, cry, despair and jump for joy, he fell in love, had endless heartbreak and seemed to become more and more human as time went on. Watching his clone self leave with Rose was heartbreaking. And who ever thought another companion would be as good as Rose? It wasn’t until Catherine Tate’s character came along, the down to earth simple yet genius Donna, that the Rose effect finally ended. And I’ll admit, upon hearing that Catherine Tate would be starring along side my beloved Doctor, I was less than pleased. But yet again the tenth doctor and his companion shined, proving me happily wrong.

I’ll miss him. He was my time lord, my favourite. I know I’ll probably love Matt Smith, he has the same quirkiness and charm, but in his own way. For me, he won’t match up. For others he may surpass. But I will always utterly and unrequitedly love the tenth doctor, Sir David of Tennant.

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