i met a dalek


I look at you every single day and I don’t understand a thing about you. Why do I keep running into you? I met you in the Dalek Asylum. There was a girl in a shipwreck and she died saving my life, and she was you. Victorian London. There was a governess who was really a barmaid, and we fought the Great Intelligence together. She died and it was my fault, and she was you. What are you, eh? Are you a trick, a trap?


I met you in the Dalek Asylum. There was a girl in a shipwreck and she died saving my life, and she was you… Victorian London. There was a governess who was really a barmaid, and we fought the Great Intelligence together. She died and it was my fault, and she was you.

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“Hold on, hold on. ‘Bannerman Road?’ You’ve just taken us to contemporary Earth, haven’t you? Contemporary for me, I mean.” Clara squinted. “Are we just in Ealing? You promised me an adventure.”

The Doctor’s glance back at her was perfunctory at best. “The adventure’s been delayed. I need to check in on a friend. Her robot dog is on the blink. You can wait in the TARDIS if you want, or…” He waved a hand, vaguely. “Find a shop to loiter in.”

Clara scowled. “No, I’m coming. You never take me to meet your friends.”

“You’ve met Missy.”

“You never take me to meet the friends that don’t try to trick you into killing me. You do have friends like that, right? It’s not just a long string of murderous sociopaths throughout time and space?”

The Doctor paused a little too long. “I’m fairly confident it isn’t.”

Sarah Jane Smith seemed reassuringly ordinary, a woman of ambiguous maturity (Clara was pretty sure she was older than she looked, which might mean anything from decades to millennia, knowing the Doctor), living in a house in greater London with her daughter who, as Sarah Jane proudly informed them both, was called Sky. Sky looked about sixteen but Clara would come to have the impression, from the way Sarah Jane and Sky both danced around the issue, that this was not her chronological age.

“Doctor!” Sarah Jane called out as soon as she saw them. She put her hands on her hips in a maternal sort of way. “And how many faces has this been in the last five years alone? It’s the third I’ve seen. You need to be taking better care of yourself. I like this one, though; it’s like the one you had when we met. And who’s this?”

“Clara Oswald,” said Clara. She put out a hand.

“Clara. That’s a lovely name. How did you meet the Doctor?”

“She was in a Dalek,” said the Doctor.

“That’s not how we met,” said Clara. “That was just last week.”

“I didn’t mean this you, I meant Dalek you. Wait. Did I even tell you that story?”

“No,” said Clara. “No, you did not. You’ve been frustratingly vague about how many versions of me you met before you met the real me. I know about the Victorian one, and the one who fought in the Russian revolution, and the crime lord in a decaying city full of masked vigilantes, and the one who lived in a Remote colony in the far future, and I know about the one who married your friend Charlotte Pollard, but you did not tell me about a version of myself who was a Dalek.”

“Mm. Boring story, really. Amy and Rory divorced for no reason and reunited ten minutes later. I don’t understand your human relationships.”

Sarah Jane nodded politely. Clara gave her a helpless shrug. “I don’t know who he’s talking about either.”

Sarah Jane gave them both a fond smile. “That’s the Doctor, for you, always name-dropping historic figures, obscure figures from Venusian culture, and what not. I’ve learned to filter out at least half of what he says.”

Sky looked up from her phone. “I think he means the writer, Amelia Williams. Her husband was called Rory.” She went back to playing her mobile game.

Clara stared at the Doctor. “You did not tell me you knew Amelia Williams. You know I love Amelia Williams. Why did you not tell me you knew Amelia Williams? Wait, I met her as a Dalek? Oh, God, I’m getting second-hand embarrassment because I met Amelia Williams as a Dalek. Is it second-hand embarrassment when she’s an echo of you? I didn’t try to exterminate her, did I? Can you take me to meet Amelia Williams?”

The Doctor looked uncomfortable. Sarah Jane interpreted his look and intervened. “Sometimes it’s best not to, love.”

Clara looked crestfallen, but changed the subject. “How did you meet the Doctor?”

Sarah Jane laughed. “I stowed away in the TARDIS. I was pretending to be my aunt. We got along famously, but being hypnotized every week got old. He dropped me off in Aberdeen, of all places, and I didn’t see him again for twenty years.”

Clara sighed. “I assume you weren’t living in Aberdeen?”

“I wasn’t even living in that decade. I was from 1980, and he dropped me off in 1976. It was… something of a head start for my career, I suppose, or it would have been if it weren’t for all of the witch cults getting in the way. I saw the Doctor next in 1996, when he left his friend Sam Jones at my flat to live with me for a year.”

Clara gave the Doctor an appalled glare.

“You were never from 1980,” said the Doctor.

“I think I know what year I was from,” said Sarah Jane. “I’m sure I told you several times.”

“I met you in the UNIT years. That was the 1970s.”

“It was the 1980s. Some of us keep track of what decade they live in.”

“How could it have been the 1980s? The Brigadier retired in 1976.”

Sarah Jane opened and shut her mouth, silently. “I guess… he did? Oh, Doctor, I know this is your fault, somehow.”

Clara nodded. “This is clearly your fault.”

“It wasn’t me. It was Borusa’s time scoop. It’s a violent, primitive form of time travel dating back to the Dark Times. The Time Lords put history back together badly afterwards. I blame Narvin.”

“Oh, you would blame someone else,” said Sarah Jane. “The Time Lords didn’t make you drop me off in Aberdeen.”

“They did, actually. They summoned me; I couldn’t bring you with me to Gallifrey, then. It was a xenophobic time, just before Greyjan the Sane’s administration. They would have erased your memory, all of our time together. I’ve… seen it happen before.”

“I didn’t need you to bring me to Gallifrey, Doctor. I didn’t need you to leave me in Scotland, either.”

The Doctor blinked. “Aberdeen’s in Scotland?”

“I keep telling you that Aberdeen’s in Scotland!”

Clara looked at the Doctor. “How can you not know Aberdeen’s in Scotland?”

“I’m not actually Scottish, you know.”

“I know that. Of course I know that. But you said you went to university in Scotland.”

“In Edinburgh. I studied medicine under Joseph Lister. Is that near Aberdeen?”

Clara sighed. “Not really. Look, this conversation is going downhill and I’m going to make you a notecard, okay?”

The Doctor gave her a long-suffering look. “Fine.”

Clara pulled a neat white rectangle from her bag and penned ‘IT WAS MY FAULT, I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU DIDN’T LIVE IN ABERDEEN.’ “I’m just going to show this to you whenever we meet with Sarah Jane in the future, okay?”

Sarah Jane looked delighted. “We’ll have tea sometime. I’ll introduce you to Sam, and Jo, and Liz, and Luke, and Rani, and Clyde.”

Clara grinned. “Sounds like a date.”


From the beginning, she was impossible. The Impossible Girl. I met her in the Dalek Asylum. Never saw her face, and she died. I met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times, by giving her own. But now she’s back and we’re running together, and she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Except she can’t remember that we ever met. Clara. My Clara. Always brave, always funny, always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. Get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life, and I know what she will always mean. I found out the day we went to Trenzalore. 

 One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because, because he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all, he really needs you. The trick is, don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget, slowly. After a while, you just stop asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh, and what is your name? You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who he is. I know how he began and I know where he’s going. I know the truth about the Doctor and his greatest secret. The day we went to Trenzalore.


Doctor Who: She Said, He Said

“From the beginning she was impossible.  The impossible girl.  I met her in the Dalek Asylum, never saw her face and she died.  I met her again in Victorian London.  And she died. Saved my life both times, by giving her own.  And now she’s back.  And we’re running together and she’s perfect.  Perfect in every way for me.  Except she can’t remember that we have met.  Clara.  My Clara.  Always brave.  Always funny.  Always exactly what I need.  Perfect.  Too perfect.  Got used to not knowing.  And I thought you never would.  I was wrong.  I know who Clara Oswald is.  I know how she came to be in my life.  And I know what she will always mean.  I found out the day we went to Trenzalore.”

Pearl Mackie Is Doctor Who’s New Assistant - But Who Is She?

The wait is over. Last night Pearl Mackie was named as Doctor Who’s new assistant, Bill, taking over from Jenna Coleman.


Pearl, who will hit screens for the 10th series, was announced during the FA Cup semi-final match. There was even an exciting trailer which showed her and Peter Capaldi tackling a Dalek.

Theatre goers might know Pearl already. She’s best known for her role in The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time, but her new role is her first major TV break.


Still a relative newcomer to the acting industry, Pearl grew up in Brixton, South London and graduated from the Bristol Old Vic Theatre School. She’s had a role in Doctors and has also starred in a film, Svengali, alongside Martin Freeman.

Pearl said of her casting: “I’m incredibly excited to be joining the Doctor Who family. It’s such an extraordinary British institution, I couldn’t be prouder to call the TARDIS my home! Peter Capaldi is such a brilliant actor, and his Doctor is such a wacky and wonderful character, I can’t wait to see what adventures are in store for him and Bill throughout time and space.

“Reading the script at the audition I thought Bill was wicked. Fantastically written, cool, strong, sharp, a little bit vulnerable with a bit of geekiness thrown in - I can’t wait to bring her to life, and to see how she develops through the series.


“I always loved stage combat at drama school so I can’t wait to get on set and kick some evil monsters into the next dimension!

“Shooting the trailer was absolutely mental, there were pyro technics and smoke and I met my first Dalek! I’m not sure it will ever become ‘the norm’ seeing crazy monsters on set, but I cannot wait to meet some more!

“The weirder the better, bring it on!”


New co-star, Peter Capaldi, added. “It is a genuine delight to welcome Pearl Mackie to Doctor Who. A fine, fine actress with a wonderful zest and charm, she’s a refreshing addition to the TARDIS and will bring a universe of exciting new possibilities to The Doctor’s adventures.”

You’ll be able to catch Pearl on-screen as Bill next year. ‘Citing.