Spent the weekend in Leeds staying with a groupie. This is a bit of a misnomer. Young Joe is a massive Dr Who fan who lives a terribly uncomplicated life.
To be frank, it was reassuring hanging around with him - his life is kind of empty, but kind of full - of friends, shags, spells and drugs. He believes witchcraft stopped him getting HIV, crystals heal headaches, and Paul McGann will be the next Doctor Who.
He makes most of his money by making pirate DVDs of porn and Dr Who. He does his own dentistry.
He's kind of cagey about his family. I presume he has one somewhere. This weekend I found a picture of him, arm in arm, all smiles with a lovely couple in late middle age. It was a lovely little picture, proudly framed in the living room.
"Mum and Dad?" I asked.
"No, Polly and Jamie."