Cyberman: 'Daleks be warned. You have declared war upon the Cybermen.'

Dalek: 'This is not war! This is pest control!'

Hello...

Emma here. At some point in time I have been infatuated with the very thought of the following men:

-Remus. J Lupin (Harry Potter)

-Dr Carlisle Cullen (Twilight)

-Professor Nick Cutter (Primeval)

-Doctor Who (Ninth/Tenth Incarnation)

-Faramir (Lord of the Rings)

-Erik (Phantom of the Opera)

-Inspector Javert (Les Miserables)

-Commodore Norrington (Pirates of the Carribbean)

-Sherlock Holmes

-Han Solo (Star Wars)

Note: Rather a lot (all) of them have sideburns, a moustache, or a cool hat.

I'm Scottish and definitely not ginger.

I love tea and have coffee running through my veins instead of blood.

I have an obscene amount of books and artefacts commemorating the voyage and subsequent sinking of the RMS Titanic.

Art Garfunkel unquestionably has (well, had) the best hair in the universe.

(I use too many brackets.)

My sense of humour is distinctly British, and long live the Queen's English.

So, go forth and conquer, change the world and, most importantly, stay away from Yoko Ono.

Thomson: 'Just our luck! The one time we manage to catch the culprits they turn out to be innocent! It's really too bad of them!'

Thompson: 'You'd think they'd done it on purpose!'