About

Hello. This is our Doctor Who website. Some of you may know us from Noise to Signal, where we used to occasionally (read: often) write about the show; or from Ganymede & Titan, where we occasionally (read: often) talk about it on the forum. With the closure of NTS we thought it would be nice to have a new home to post blathering rubbish about Who, and so here we are. Don’t expect cutting edge news, insider gossip or anything like that – you can find that elsewhere. We’re just here to share our (largely uncontroversial, aside from LIKING THE McCOY ERA) opinions and hopefully spread a bit of humour and good cheer along the way. And if you’d like to join us, you have only to ask.

Please note that this site is not affiliated with Ash “Fatso the Wombat” Stewart’s unlimitedricepudding.com, nor is it intended to create any confusion – it’s just a coincidence. Besides, we’ve got an exclamation mark, and he hasn’t.

Editors

	Jonathan Capps‘ name translates in the old Draconian tongue as “The Oncoming Storm”. Curiously enough, when spelled out backwards, it translates in Kaled as “Gobby Northerner Who Likes Sandwiches”.
	Seb Patrick was found outside the Dapol factory in Llangollen aged four, swaddled in a question mark pullover. Since then, most of his time has been spent figuring out whether it should say “Officer” or “Officers”, and “Urgent Calls” or “All Calls”.

Contributors

	Ben Paddon certainly isn’t here to help a malevolent entity to bring down the website. Heavens, no. Ben’s central focus is writing Jump Leads, a webcomic which shamelessly rips off both Doctor Who and Red Dwarf in one go. His favourite colour is mope.
	John Hoare deals with Digibetas by day, and dreams of 2″ quad masters by night. He occasionally posts drivel on his blog Transistorized and was once a Dental Lab Assistant, which qualifies as his standard wacky job on author blurbs. When he says run, run. Run.
	Christopher Laird was killed by Cybermen in 2005. Various Doctor Who articles have been found among his personal belongings and are being published posthumously. He has no idea whether he was killed by ‘Cybermen’ or ‘Cybusmen’ because it DOESN’T MATTER.
	The Flatmate Of The Site was slightly surprised to find a battered Type 40 Doctor Who blog in his living room one morning, but has vowed to make the best of the situation by occasionally posting his trademark over-analytical rambling.