Tears for a companion I’ve never really liked
Perhaps it was the particular date causing the tears to roll down my face at the end of “The Dalek Invasion of Earth” earlier today. Perhaps I’ve got the beginnings of PMS. Perhaps I’ve been saving up my tears over other things for too long now. It may be a combination of all three. Watching the Doctor double lock the doors to the TARDIS, thereby leaving his granddaughter Susan behind caused innumerable tears to fall and I cursed that man, I cursed him good and loud for doing it to me again, for this is certainly not the first time I’ve cried watching the fool show (and no, I have not watched the last S! J! S! episode yet), and I’m quite sure it won’t be the last (yes, I’m still holding off on the last S! J! S! episode).
There were tears for Adric. There were tears for the second Doctor when he sent Jamie and Zoe back with no real memories of him. There were tears for the third and fourth Doctors when they regenerated into the fourth and fifth Doctors respectively. There may have been tears early on in my Who education for Rose when the Doctor left her behind in that parallel world. There were tears for the sixth Doctor because of Mel. There were tears over Tegan because…well, it was Tegan.
No, not really. I’m just being mean to Mel.
I’m exaggerating about Tegan, but only by this much.
To quote a bit from an email I recently sent:
Yes, I still prefer Barbara over Susan, but I will no longer unequivocably declare dislike of anyone in the Whoniverse. I learned my lesson with Pertwee. That being said, Tegan does not, nor ever fall into that category, should you be wondering…
sarah!


