What is love?

I feel like channelling my inner Carrie Bradshaw today … so I can’t help but wonder:
is it love, when someone just can’t let go? Even if they admit that they were never truly happy in their longterm marriage? Claiming they still love and will always love the other – but all the same wish that they’ll never have a happy day in their lives again?

When people ask me of my astrological opinion of their partnerships, I’m able to differ and see things as they are. Whereas when I’m regarding my own relationships, I tend to throw all objectiveness over board and see things through mostly rose-tinted glasses. Like: ach, these hard Saturn-aspects are just minor ones, right? Pain is just the first step, haha – who cares?

So maybe it’s the same for people who are perfectly able to give precise relationship-advice to others, but are completely blind to the mistakes they make themselves.

Still there’s one thing, I just can’t wrap my head around: why would you ask to marry someone whose hobbies you don’t share, who’s friends you despise and who’s general attitude to life just isn’t your cup of tea, in the first place? And feel depressed, when he fails to change everything about him, to make you happy, when he thought, you were happy and loved him the way he was? From a distance (and also very clearly in astrological terms) it looks like, there were two people falling not for each other as they were, but for the picture of a ‘love of their life’ they’ve formed of each other in their mind. Then sticked together no matter what, because one isn’t one to give up easily and would never admit, to have made such a grave mistake as choosing the wrong partner – although suffering and feeling like sacrificing themselves for a greater cause all of the time. And the other being someone used to ignore and sit out problems, hoping they’ll sort out somehow along the way – while being perfectly able to draw personal happiness out of other things in life.

This mixture for desaster ended in betrayal. Born out of physical and emotional distance one party obviously couldn’t bear any longer. Still unexcusable. But at this very moment a year has gone past the decision to sort things out in a fair way for both and end a marriage one party admittedly hadn’t spent a single happy day in. So is it still love or just a hurt ego causing them of all people – to still stalk and emotional blackmail – because it wasn’t them, that ended it all, but their significant other? Whom they’ve constantly accused for years that he won’t ever get anything afoot? When the one thing he finally did, was telling them, that he’s seeing no future in staying together anymore? Is it, because he hadn’t the /right/ to do this? Did they see themselves as the only ones, ultimately entitled to ‘pull the plug’ and leave? Because they’ve ‘invested’ more suffering in the relationship over the years?

In German there is a verb for the feeling we have, when someone is publicly embarrassing himself: fremdschämen. Witnessing someone making a complete fool out of oneself in writing emails ranging between declarations of love and outright hatred of the worst kind, telling – easily to reveal – lies and all in all trampling their own dignity in the dust over and over, stirs a lot of fremdschämen and pity in me. Saying things like ‘If you really loved me, you’d done this and that.’ … ‘If you really cared about our relationship, you’d changed yourself.” … is not love, but the path to emotional abuse. Love has no strings attached. No one needs to disown himself for the other. If someone constantly fails to meet your expectations – he is not ‘the right one’ for you. It’s as easy – albeit painful to realize – as that.

I’ve ended my marriage too this year – but although I’ve been also initially ‘left’ for someone else, I’m grateful that we were both able to resolve this like adults and treated each other with respect. Maybe because we always had and never lost the ability to honestly talk to each other over the course of our almost 30 years of marriage.

I’ll tend to continue this way in the one to come.
Here’s to love. Whatever it is.


Saturn and Endings … for my ‘Papa’

My dad died about 3 weeks ago. He had been ill for some years, after surviving tongue-cancer in 2005, he was diagnosed with COPD. But he was unable to quit smoking. And so, on a warm evening in July, a beautiful sunset glowing outside his hospital window, he closed his eyes forever while his 2nd wife Nina and I were holding his hands.

When I arrived, the man lying in that ‘intensive care’ bedroom only barely resembled the one I had visited (in the same room) just 2 days ago. Who was curious to see my new tattoo and insisted that I showed it to the (also tattoed) nurse that entered. Who sang ‘I can’t get no …’ when I said, that I had tickets for the Stones in autumn and told me, that he saw them at the famous Berlin Waldbühne gig back in the 60s…

But now he was already far away, laying motionless, looking right through me and Nina was still trying to pull him back with words. She said ‘you promised me 20 years – it hasn’t been 20 years yet’. I understood that my part was to help him to ‘let go’. So I told him, that I was there and that my sister, my mum and whonot (I said all the names aloud) knew that I was with him at this moment and that they all were thinking of him right now, and that he shouldn’t make it too hard for him and just let go. And then he went. So silent that we only realized that he was gone, when the doctor took my hand and said he was sorry, but that at least he’d died painless and without suffocating (which had been his greatest fear during the last 2 years) and with two of his closest family members at his side.

When I went home, I made a horoscope for his deathdate and had a sudden realization about that Saturn transit currently opposite my natal Moon. You only have these transits every 28 years and the last time, Saturn was in that exact position, my grandfather had died. Saturn makes rules and regulations and can also stand for ultimate endings. So, his opposition to my Moon seems to be some sort of marker for the end of a soul-connection. In my father’s chart, transiting Saturn was exactly conjunct his natal Chiron – his ‘wound’ and sore spot, while transiting Neptune was exactly opposite his natal Saturn – ‘dream’ opposing ‘reality’. So that also means that my dad’s Chiron was opposite my Moon – my last words to him might explain our relationship ‘You didn’t made it easy for us, but I was always proud of you. I love you.’. He was a difficult man, an artist, a painter, sex’n’drugs’n’rock’n’roll but he always said that the best things he’d ‘done’ in his life were my sister and me.

Last time, Saturn was opposite my Moon, one man left and then a new one entered my live. So let’s see if history’s repeating.

‘I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain, coming down a sunny day?’


Winter is coming …

Tomorrow the Sun will move into Cancer and we’ll experience the longest day of the year in the northern hemisphere. Which also means that from now on the days will get shorter again and – yes – winter is coming …

As my natal Moon is in the last degrees of Gemini I always feel this ‘change of season’ in my soul. This year even more so as Saturn is currently in a Position exactly opposite my Moon. The last time it has been in this exact spot was 29 years ago, in the summer in which I got married.

So I’d like to interpret this as a time of serious and longterm decisions about my future and most of all my soul’s happiness. Saturn is currently retrograde and so he was opposite my Moon in the beginning and will be opposite my Moon again at the end of this year, before he finally ‘moves on’. So I have this whole timeframe to properly prepare for ‘winter’.

People with their Sun or Moon in the last 10 degrees of Virgo and Pisces might experience this as a very hard time as Saturn is squaring their natal planets and this will mostly be felt as unwelcome boundaries to body & soul. Whereas the ones with their Sun or Moon in the last degrees of the Fire and Air signs (Aries / Leo / Sagittarius and Aquarius / Gemini / Libra) might be provided with a helpful set of ‘new rules’ or facing lifechanging reality checks.

In fact it finally seems that things are about to fall into place for me. With a price I’m willing to pay.

Happy midsummer to all of you out there.



12th Night.

It’s december 25 and I’m preparing an interesting ritual for the 12 following nights. Those twelve nights from today until january 6 – the shakespearian 12th night – are called “Rauhnächte” in Germany, which actually refers to the word “Rauch” meaning “smoke”. In “the old days” people used to burn essences to clean the house of evil spirits in those nights and prepare for the next year. Each of those twelve days and nights represents a month of the year to come.

My mother gave me a book about those and other traditions some years ago, but it was only last year that I read the part about the ‘thirteen wishes’ and gave it a try. Here’s is a link for German readers to this part of the book.


So here’s what I’ll be doing now:

I’ve prepared 13 little pieces of paper. Now I’ll be meditating about things that would make 2016 just perfect for me and then write one of those wishes on each of the little snippets. Then fold them so that I can’t read the wishes anymore and they all look the same and place them in a little box.

Today, when it got dark, I’ll draw the first wish (don’t open it!) but take it outside and burn the paper in a small fireproof bowl. Afterwards I’ll throw the ashes under the Linden Tree in the garden and finally I’ll thank the four elements for their assistance in this ritual. This will be my procedure for the following days. On the evening of january 6 the thirteenth wish will be left. This is the only one, which I will open and read. The fulfillment of all the other wishes will (hopefully) be taken care of by the universe, but it will be my own task to make those last one come true during the new year.

I had the most bizarre, lifechanging and wonderful 2015 – so obviously I’m going to do this again and I’m inviting you to do the same.

What will make 2016 perfect for you? Start writing.

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My 4month-blogiversary … featuring my report from “Hofer Filmtage”

Last week I did something I hadn’t for the past 17 years:
I went to a small town in northern Bavaria to see quite a lot of german or international movie premieres (in fact 18 long feature films, 2 one hour features plus 8 shortfilms during the 4 days of my stay) at the 49th international “Hofer Filmtage”. I was a regular attendant there from 1988 to 1997 while I was still working at my brother-in-laws cinemas, but since then I went on a hiatus.

So while I was – in a way – going back in time there, meeting a lot of people from the past, it was actually the day Marty McFly returns “back to the future” … pretty funny coincidence – if you believe in coincidences, that is 😉

Anyway – I’d like to give a quick review of what I’ve seen there – have fun!

Day 1 – october 20:
On the opening eve of the festival traditionally a new german movie is shown. This year it was “One Breath” (Ein Atem) from Christian Zübert. The film just had its international premiere at TIFF (Toronto int. film festival) and I don’t know, how successfull it was there, but over here the reception was not really enthusiastic. It was not the actors fault, but the story of two woman (one from Germany and the other from Greece) that obviously should’ve reflected the economical crisis between the two states, was sadly way over-the-top.

Day 2 – october 21:
Every year there is a retrospective – this year the festival had invited London cult director Christopher Petit, who’s first feature film “Radio On” was shown at Hof back in 1979.
So obviously I had to go and watch this one and also another called “Chinese Boxes” featuring Robbie Coltrane and Gottfried John, shot in Berlin in 1984. The director attended every screening and willingly answered lots of questions from the audience with just that wonderful deadpan understatement attitude only a Brit can pull off. Like: “The film was shot between London and Bristol on Ilford (the negative material) and Guinness.” about “Radio On”. This film is actually more like a really strange black and white video clip for early music from David Bowie, Kraftwerk, Devo, Ian Dury, Lene Lovich and the like also featuring an appearance from Sting (who wasn’t famous when they shot the film):

Later on I saw a wonderful documentary about famous pianist David Helfgott “Hello I’m David!”. I’d seen Scott Hicks film “Shine” which got Geoffrey Rush an Oscar for his performance as David about 20 years ago in Hof, too, so I was looking forward to some information about the real David Helfgott and I was not disappointed! The film shows really fantastic concert appearances as well as his private relationship with his wife Gillian (who actually is an astrologer – and she talked a bit about what was going on in her life, before she met David, that was really interesting for me).

A quite funny movie was “Internet Junkie” the first long feature film from Israeli director Alexander Katzowicz. Shot in Argentina, Mexiko and Israel and (at least at the festival) shown in spanish, english, hebrew with english subtitles. To summon this up without disclosing too much you just might say “Sex, Pugs & Internet” 😉

The last film I watched on that 2nd day was “Vincent n’a pas d’ecailles” (which means: Vincent hasn’t got fish scales). A nice french boy-meets-girl story with a little twist: as the boy in question develops super-powers once he gets wet 😉

Day 3 – october 22:
The day started with two one hour long diploma works from students of two different german film academies which were both pretty good:
“Henry” a sort of “Amadeus” set in a catholic boys music boarding school and “Zweite Hand” (Second Hand) about a twin, that takes the place of her sister who’d died under mysterious circumstances – not her best idea, as it quickly turns out …

Next I indulged in my passion for argentine tango: “Ein letzter Tango” (Our last Tango) tells the tale of the most famous Tango-couple of all times: Maria Nieves and Juan Copes and their love-hate-relationship. Historical filmclips and recent interviews with both of them, as well as their story re-told by young Tango dancers (amongst others, famous Pablo Veron) create a wonderful film – a must see for Tango fans! Here is a link to the trailer:

Another german first feature film from Arne Körner “The Bicycle” also told a difficult love story about a young couple who wants to put their staggering relationship back on track by visiting Paris. A song from the film stuck with me for quite some time:

Because I studied architecture, the name “Eileen Gray” matters to me, but lot of people only associate the famous “adjustable table” to her. That this is a grave mistake, because she did so much more, becomes clear after watching Marco Orsini’s great documentary about this really remarkable woman – designer & architect “Gray Matters”

The late night feature that day was a really funny german crime drama from Maximilian Buck – called “Trash Detective” and announced as “the next best thing to Fargo” 😉 In a small village, Susi, the pretty Miss-Southern-Germany-to-be vanishes. Nobody believes village hobo Uwe, when he says that he saw her dead body and lots of blood in a green car somewhere in the woods while walking home drunk at night. So Uwe is trying to solve the crime by himself … with hilarious and sometimes rather painful consequences for him.

Day 4 – october 23:
Among the documentaries that were shown this year was a great number of music films. I’ve already mentioned the two about Helfgott and Tango and on this 4th day I saw three more:
Laurie Anderson’s “Heart of a Dog” a homage to her rat terrier Lolabelle and a story about love and death accompanied by her somewhat signature “sound-carpet” – dedicated to her late husband Lou Reed.

German Jörg Steineck spent 10 years with various musicians from Coachella Valley to make “Lo Sound Desert” a powerful portrait of Californias alternative punk rock scene.

And american director Amy Berg spent an almost equal amount of time to put together original footage and recent interviews for her intense portrait of Janis Joplin: “Janis: Little Girl Blue”. The “Mercedes Benz” song used in the trailer is actually only used in the trailer – as the film tells Janis’ story from the beginning and this song was recorded only 3 days prior her death on october 4, 1970.

Another remarkable film – dealing with the problem of men abusing women in indian society – was “Angry Indian Godesses” from Pan Nalin. It doesn’t have the power of Mira Nair’s “Monsoon Wedding” but regarding the situation in India, I think it is an important and overdue “Bollywood”-take on these issues.

Because there always is one … here is the one movie I walked out after an hour “8 Seconds” (8 Sekunden – ein Augenblick Unendlichkeit) from Ömer Faruk Sorak. It tries to tell the (true) story of a very imaginative turkish girl growing up in Berlin. I really couldn’t bear the mixture between her surreal dreams and the rest of the plot slowly transforming into a rather trivial german comedy. Nevertheless, here’s the trailer:

Day 5 – october 24:
My last day brought another nice french comedy about a man in a midlife crisis, Bruno Podalydes “Comme un avion” (Like a plane / Nur fliegen ist schöner).

And a hilarious german movie about the strange events occuring at an East Berlin police station a year before the fall of the wall: Bernd Michael Lades’ “Das Geständnis”.
Sadly there’s no trailer available for this one – it was one of my favorites 🙂

The last film I saw was John Crowleys “Brooklyn”. Eilis, a young girl from Ireland emigrates alone to the U.S.A. in the beginning of the 1950s. The film then tells his boy-meets-girl story with some drama and a happy end. Nothing special, but beautifully shot and with a rather taking leading actress (Saoirse Ronan). So, in the end this one was “one for the heart” – works for me 😉

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Everything goes better with music – or: a musical german “first aid kit” for Richard Armitage

I really hope “Berlin Station” writer Olen Steinhauer will include bits of German into the script.
Richard’s Russian in Spooks sounded pretty good to me, but I was a little less convinced from his French in “The Impressionists” and in the Heyer audiobooks. So if he is to say some lines in German, maybe he should follow Mad’s example “… after a couple of beers I speak it pretty good” 😉

In any event I hope everyone has learned from probably the worst German movie line fail ever: Alan Rickman as Hans Gruber in “Die Hard” when he commands “Schiess’ dem Fenster!”

To get this straight: you could say “Schiess dem Fenster in’s Glas” (Shoot into the window’s glass – which nobody would say ever), so the only correct alternatives are “Schiess auf das Fenster” or “Zerschiess’ das Fenster” or “Schiess das Fenster kaputt”. While in English noun articles are a/an or the, in German this is more complicated because the correct article depends on if the noun is male, female or neutral. So in German “a man / the man” would be “ein Mann / der Mann”, but “a woman / the woman” is “eine Frau / die Frau” and to finally return to Gruber’s shitty line “a window / the window” would be “ein Fenster / das Fenster”. To make it still more complicated, you’ll also have to decline the articles in German …
So a sentence in which you could use “dem” (dative) – and which makes sense – would go like this “Schiess’ dem Mann ins Bein” (“Shoot the guy’s leg”) and to completely mess with your brains out there, in case it’s a woman’s leg it would be “Schiess der Frau ins Bein”. 😉

An old German saying is: Mit Musik geht alles besser – Everything goes better with music. People who are stuttering when speaking are “cured” when singing and I found that it is easier to pronounce foreign words when trying to “parrot” singers. I’ve just started to re-new my piano skills from 30 years ago – and it was kind of creepy, that I instantly remembered tunes I’ve last played as a kid of 10 years.

So – for anyone who wants to get into a “German mood” here are samples from various German Bands who all sound very different and although actually nobody speaks like Till Lindemann from Rammstein, Jan Delay or Max Raabe in real life I’ve added them for “flavour” 😉
2Raumwohnung (meaning: 2roomflat) “36 Grad”
A wonderful “summer in the city” song à la “Buena Vista Social Club” – 36 degrees celsius are 95 degrees Fahrenheit.

Peter Fox “Fieber”
In Peter’s music there are lots of oriental sounds, which are really typical for Berlin Kreuzberg. “Meine Stadt hat Fieber” means “My city has a fever” so this is his take on summer in Berlin 😉

Lisa Bassenge “Nur fort”
Lisa is singing about leaving town together with her love head over heels and drinking tea with crocodiles. Saw her and her great Jazz Combo live 2 years ago – they’re really good.

Annett Louisan “Das Spiel”
This song is from a woman who likes to “put it about” – “ich will doch nur spielen” means “I only want to play” – so in the song she tries to apologize to her latest fling, because she realized too late, that for him their affair was dead serious, while she “only wanted to play”.

Die Ärzte (meaning: The Doctors) “Junge”
Die Ärzte were popular in the 80s and still have a huge following in Germany. This song is from concerned parents giving tips to their boy (“Junge”) how he should lead his live to please them. They are complaining about his friends and the music (referred to as “Lärm” which just means “noise”) he’s listening to and thus reducing him to a “walking dead” in the video 😉

Ideal “Blaue Augen”
A song about someone’s blue eyes “Doch deine blauen Augen machen mich so sentimental, so blaue Augen wenn du mich so anschaust wird mir alles andere egal, total egal.”
“Your blue eyes are making me sentimental, such blue eyes, when you’re looking at me I don’t care for anything else any more.”

Rammstein “Engel”
Rammstein are explaining here that it’s no fun to be an angel “They have to cling to stars to not fall from the skies … god knows I don’t want to be an angel”. Their live shows are famous for excellent pyrotechnics, this one is a really nice example.

Sportfreunde Stiller “Ein Kompliment”
This song is just a wonderful declaration of love: Ich wollte Dir nur mal eben sagen, dass Du das Grösste für mich bist. “I just wanted to tell you that you are the greatest for me.”

Die fantastischen Vier “MfG”
“Fanta 4” are a very successful german “fun” hip hop act. This is a song about the many abbreviations used in Germany “MfG” is used at the end of a letter meaning something like “Best regards”.

Jan Delay “Sie kann nicht tanzen”
Hilarious vid full of famous dance scenes. Jan is praising his new love’s looks but then there’s one problem: she can’t dance 😉

Rosenstolz (meaning Roses’pride) “Lass’ es Liebe sein”
“Leave everything behind, start from the beginning, because love is everything” … trivia: the couples making love in the video to this wonderful song are real, therefore it is banned in some countries, so you might have to agree that you are aware of “probably offensive content” before watching.

Max Raabe “Für Frauen ist das kein Problem”
In which Max admires women’s multitasking abilities 😉

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Bingewatching … Doctor Who

When it comes to Doctor Who I’m very much like Sheldon Cooper:
Source: ShitSheldonCooperSays on tumblr 😉

Despite being a cult series since the 60s in England (and in fact the longest running sci-fi show of all times), the Doctor was really practically unknown in Germany until the early 90s, when I saw my “first Doctor” – which by then already was in fact the 7th: Sylvester McCoy. It was love at first sight 😉 Sylvester still has a special place in my heart and I was very happy to see him again in “The Hobbit” as Radagast. I really just thought about checking his horoscope today: he is a Leo with an Aries Moon (just like my husband), born on august 20, 1943. His ascendant is on my anti-Vertex, Sun opposite Sun, Moon sextile Moon, each’s Moon trining the others Sun, so no further questions, your honor – I really like him 😉
My favorite episode with him was “The Curse of Fenric” … which seemed somehow a bit inspired from Carpenter’s “The Fog” to me: creatures coming out of the sea and some old viking relic … pretty creepy and pretty cool.

Sadly, after him there was only the movie with Paul McGann (which I never saw) and then the Doctor went into a sort of forced hibernation and only came out all shiny and new again about 10 years later. “New Who” launched in England in march 2005. This time the Germans hopped on the train only 3 instead of 30 years later (sigh) but chose a horrible time for broadcasting: sunday afternoon, like this was a mere kids-show (sighsigh). So, probably because of the shitty time it was on German tv they only showed the 1st and 2nd season and then quit again. (AARRGHHH) When they finally chose to catch up and first showed season 5 at the end of 2011 (!) and then finally season 3, 4 and 6 in 2012, I had long gotten all the english DVDs and found a way to watch the latest shows on the BBC iplayer. Meanwhile the Doctor is actually rather popular in Germany too.

Since “New Who” celebrated his 10th this year and I was bingewatching season 8 (and the first ep of season 9) in the last two days (nights), with the new 12th Doctor Peter Capaldi (and enjoyed it very much), I thought it might be time for my personal “best of” episodes from this last 10 years.

Because I really wasn’t following sunday afternoon’s tv schedule back in 2008, I just saw coincidentally that there was a new Doctor AND that this 9th Doctor was Christopher Eccleston – I only had seen him in “Shallow Grave” before, but from that I was convinced that he would make a fantastic Doctor. Loved the brilliant trailer I found on the web (and his northern accent) but of course it was only possible to watch the dubbed version on tv in Germany (sighsighsigh).

My favorite episode with him is the two-parter “The empty child” & “The Doctor Dances” in which he encouters a strange gasmask wearing kid & the hilarious Cpt. Jack Harkness (who later got his own show “Torchwood”) while in London during WW2 – written by Steven Moffat (“Coupling”, “Sherlock”).

At lot of fans were complaining about David Tennant who followed as 10th Doctor after Eccleston (who only did one season) … but in the end almost all were pining after him 😉 He did 3 full seasons and 4 additional “special” episodes. I particularly like “Tooth and Claw” from season 2 (Queen Victoria & Werewolves). And then there was season 3: this whole season was gold. “Martha” was fantastic as the new companion and my favorites from season 3 are the first episode “Smith and Jones” … where Martha has the best reply ever to the Doctor’s iconic “I’m the Doctor” introduction: instead of “Doctor who?”, she just smiles and says “Yeah, me too if I ever pass my exams.”

and then “Daleks in Manhattan” where they created a whole Vaudeville act with this wonderful song:

And of course “Blink” … again written by Steven Moffat and the reason why I’m not comfortable anymore when I see statues somewhere 😉

It’s also in season 3 that the Doctor’s arch enemy the “Master” shows up again (first in the form of Derek Jacobi and then he regenerates into John Simms who turned out to be a very convincing, brilliant minded and total lunatic Master).

Season 4 started with a new companion who had already made a guest appearance in a previous christmas special: Catherine Tate as “Donna”. I only recently got a little pop keychain from a little “Adipose” which are the cutest Who-monsters ever and the secret stars of her very funny first episode “Partner’s in Crime” … don’t trust diet pills which are advertised like “The fat just walks away” – well because it really does 😉

Steven Moffat wrote again one of the creepiest and best episodes “Silence in the library”

And both actors also made an appearance in a really hysterical Red-Nose-Day sketch:

Next, the 11th Doctor: Matt Smith – with a fetish for fez and bowtie. Again, a lot of fans were not so happy with him in the beginning, but despite being the youngest actor ever to play the Doctor, he really nailed it. I could see a lot of the 7th Doctor’s wit and crazy edginess in him and the first episode in which his next companion Amy is introduced was as hilarious as creepy – a classic “Who”. Though “fishfingers with custard” didn’t made my favorite food list 😉

Neil Gaiman wrote a wonderful episode in which the Doctor encounters his Tardis in human form “The Doctor’s Wife”:

In episode 6 of season 7 – the creepiest christmas episode ever: “The Snowmen” with a pretty evil Richard E. Grant the Doctor’s next companion “the impossible girl” Clara Oswald takes over.

I was lucky, that the Doctor-fever had reached Germany in time for the shows 50th anniversary, so I could watch the (undubbed) live broadcast of that special episode in a big local cinema in November 2013.

*Tadaa* the Doctor regenerated again and Clara is clearly not happy with this new one in the beginning. The ways in which the grumpy 12th Doctor is making fun of pretty Clara are hilarious. “Her face is so wide, she needs three mirrors!” But the new episodes are also pretty creepy again – I especially liked “Listen”

And it is just fabulous that they finally did something that sort of happened before in a spoof for Red-Nose-Day in which Rowan Atkinson appears as the Doctor who in the end turns into Joanna “AbFab” Lumley and “rides into the sunset” with the Master 😉

But in season 8 it is revealed, that the mysterious “Missy” is in fact the Master regenerated in female form – and she gives the Doctor a really warm greeting (with tongues):

So I’m eagerly awaiting saturday and the next episode “The Witch’s Familiar” right now 🙂

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