I’m loving reading everyone’s memories about when they discovered Doctor Who.
Being from the U.S., I didn’t know the show existed until my 30’s with the 2005 reprise; and I honestly don’t know how I lived without the show before then. I was in bed with the flu and ran across an episode with the Tenth Doctor. He was fiddling with the TARDIS console, and I was immediately intrigued. I loved the combination of complexity and playfulness. I watched episode after episode, and I will swear to anyone who asks that it made me get well faster.
That’s what Doctor Who continues to do for me to this day … lifts my spirits and makes me feel great.
I’ve gone back and watched every episode I can get my hands on, including classic Doctor Who. I call the Tenth Doctor “my doctor,” because he introduced me to the show, but I love them all.