While working on repetitive tasks I often listen to music, podcasts, or audio books. One of my favourite podcasts is Verity! which features six women talking about Doctor Who. Many episodes focus on a specific episode with the participants discussing their take, likes, and dislikes of the episode. Recently, they re-watched and discussed “Rose” the first episode in the 2005 reboot of Doctor Who. Much of this particular Verity! episode focused on reactions to the re-boot and reactions to seeing that first Doctor Who episode after the lengthy hiatus.
This got me to thinking about my personal discovery of Doctor Who. Despite my love of all things fantasy, history, and sci-fi I came relatively late to the game. I don’t remember ever seeing the show while growing up and I didn’t start watching immediately in 2005. I came upon it by chance. I was away for work and surfing channels in the hotel room. Stumbled across a Christoper Eccleston era episode on TV and was enthralled. I have no recollection of what episode it was but I do remember that it was a two part episode. While talking to Andrew on the phone that night I was like “I was watching this thing….can you please record the other half of this thing called Doctor Who.” For me it was like discovering this brand new amazing thing.
For Andrew this moment wasn’t nearly as memorable and was more like “Oh, I know that show… it terrified us as children. But yeah, I’ll PVR it for you. Which from what I’ve read Andrew’s response was fairly typical of a lot of people his age in Ontario. Apparently Doctor Who aired on TVO for many years and often immediately followed children’s programming. So the end of the Polka Dot Door would transition in the eerie sounds of the Doctor Who theme without much warning. The video below illustrates the terrifying blending of children’s programming with Doctor Who. Seems a bit jarring.