Gosh, it’s difficult not being able to format my page properly (moan whinge complain !).
Sometimes I actually thought there was a reason for some of my words, but apparently not. 🙂 In this brief bit of script I had thought to be enlarging pleasantly upon having written of Stringer’s turning into a cat person …
EXT. FRONT VERANDAH MORNING
He’s enjoying the morning when a large tabby comes through the front door behind him and winds itself around his ankles.
(looks down affectionately)
Good morning, Doctor! — and how is everything in the Cat Department?
The Doctor smoodges on CS’ foot with equal affection, then falls on his back with his legs in the air, exposing a vast expanse of palely-striped furry tummy for stroking — which CS obediently does, with great pleasure.