So Doctor Who kicked off again on Saturday night, and due to the new earlier time slot, I recorded the show to watch when all the children were quietly tucked up in bed.

My husband though is a bit of a Doctor Who fanatic, so he braved the screaming kids and flying toys and tried to watch the launch of series four at 6.20 on Saturday evening.

About half way through the show I heard him yell, scream would actually be a better description. I rushed to the living room to find out who had died or what emergency had occured, only for him to rewind the TV and show me this…..

I was amazed too, as I didn’t expect to see Rose until much later in the series. However, I don’t think the occasion called for such a girly yelp from my six foot three husband!