On my doorstep

As I left for work this morning I discovered the postie had left a parcel on my front doorstep. It contained three issues of Weldon's Ladies' Journal from 1897, which I'd bought on eBay.  The advertising content is fascinating.  Who knew the Victorians were obsessed with weight loss, hair loss and going grey?

Arachnids In the UK

 Well!  That was another good episode.   I''m really enjoying this season of Doctor Who.   The main threat was scary but simple,  and caused by good old human greed and carelessness.   In that respect the spiders reminded me of the giant maggots in "The Green Death".

(Our real antagonist, of course,  was Robertson.   No spoilers,  but given his ambitions,  I wouldn't mind seeing Team Tardis going forward a couple of years one episode and learning what becomes of him.)