Just got in from walking home from work through Cardiff city centre, passed Cineworld. They had a rather impressive crashed Tardis out front on the lawn that was belching smoke, a tent with a loud scary monster-robot voice grating, "ALERT! The Time Lord is ESCAPING!" or something every five seconds and a load of stewards hanging around outside a red carpet affair and big Doc Who billboards with new logo and pictures of mm, yum, new companion.
The stewards must have loved that voice. It was relentless.
Anyway, no prizes for guessing that it was an episode premiere event. Walked along, cursing that I hadn't my camera on me, and was called over a few streets later by this tiny voiced Asian boy in a car with his mum who wanted to know where the cinema was. I gave him the direction, telling him he couldn't miss it as there was a crashed Tardis outside, and he excitedly squealed that that was where he was going, he had an invite!
Aw. Bless.
Naturally I briefly considered killing him and wearing his skin to get past the stewards and enjoy the premiere, but reflected that whilst the Doctor is a master of hiding big things inside of small things, I myself wasn't and it would be damned inconvenient wearing a ten year old's clothes and epidermis. Besides, I don't think the mum would have looked kindly on my skin-suit exploits, and with his mum watching I couldn't blame it on Reavers, so I wished 'em a good time and walked on.