Armageddon Expo. If you’ve never been to the annual pop culture event, it could be because you don’t live in one of the main centres. Or maybe you’re just the kind of person who has no desire whatsoever to come face to face with a zombie.
I’ve just been at Armageddon Expo*, the annual pop culture convention. I go most years. It’s a bit of a mixed bag of which I’m only really interested in 30% but there were a couple of years after the earthquakes when I couldn’t go so I try to make the effort now
Welp, Armageddon Expo: Christchurch edition is imminent and as was fully expected I have yet to complete my cosplaying endeavours, though I have made a start on junior’s Eleventh Doctor fez.
Recently the 5th doctor, Peter Davison (who by-the-by was probably my favourite as a kid, though Tom Baker will always have a special place in my heart too) made some comments about whether there should be a woman Doctor Who (or rather, a Doctor Who who happens to be a woman).
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