hathycol | (no subject)

You know, judging by the hysterical reactions I got to this episode last night (including, incidentally, an old woman who pressed the buzzer in panic as she fell asleep to Gardener's World and woke up to Torchwood and I have to tell you, I'm glad she made it through the night after that shock) I feared the worst. It did not happen. As such, EVERYTHING IS NOW GOOD.

I was absolutely, totally and utterly, convinced that Ianto would die. I was. I was filled with fear and horror at the prospect. As he is alive and well and my hated Owen is now PERMANENTLY DEAD HA HA HA.

The plot was a bit... naff, to be honest, albeit confirming personal feelings that if all the lights and TV and all that go off, lock the door and hammer yourself into the attic because the armageddon, she is a-coming. Er. Grey was a bit pants, although I'm all for Captain ~~Spike~~ John being redeemed.

But oh, oh, oh, Toshiko. That was a kick in the teeth, after making me smile with glee because SPACE PIG FOR THE YAYS. Now I'm a bit... oh god, new team, that might not work entirely. Because realistically, Toshiko and Owen could have ran the thing by themselves - technology and biology and what else do you need? Oooh, more Martha might be nice? I'm just... a little worried about how it might go.

OOH THEY COULD HIRE ME. My dream might be prophetic! I wish.

Er. Right. I am going to go and get a prime place in front of the telly now for Who and damn anyone who tries to get in my way. I've just done a late and an early shift and now pretty much every part of my body hurts, including my eyes from where I'm trying not to completely shame myself in front of my family by them finding me sobbing over the computer.

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, Ianto lives and Owen is permanently dead. Sorry Owen fans. I never got over the stage of wanting to clobber him to death with a shovel.