The second episode which showed amongst other things, how you can surf in the jungle on a Pororoca, ended on a poignant note which probably left many watchers feeling quite emotional.
|Professor Brian Cox|
I love Brian Cox, the way he looks at everything as though it is the most amazing thing he has ever seen and that glorious toothy smile just makes him a really likeable physicist. I'm not sure he'd be the easiest person to live with, but I bet he could teach me lots. (Or make my brain explode!)
I'm already familiar with the space time theory, what Doctor Who fan isn't? But it means something so much more when you realise it could actually be true rather than some fantasy, something a little more concrete than that 'wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff.
Somewhere in space time all those precious memories are still there. I am walking through the bluebell woods with my Daddy as a six year old, or going to the Tulip Festival with my mum and my nan. Just because they have left this world, it doesn't mean they are gone. My memories live on, and my memories feel more solid, more real. Maybe some day we will find away of accessing that spiral of time space and revisit our memories, without the use of a Time and Relative Dimension in Space machine.