English (birds of) preying on tourists
Included in the exhibit was information on the ‘planet’ Pluto and a station for tracing images from the series, however these images were themselves merely drawn by some random employee upon the tables.
I was initially impressed with the attention to detail as most everyone forgets about that godawful Doctor Who movie. However I should point out that one would only need to spend about twenty minutes on this website to construct their very own replica of the most piss poor Doctor Who exhibit ever.
Being that I am a fairly cheap bastard with more time than sense, I had a train to catch back to London in order to save a few dollars in airfare to Cologne. It was in the train station that I began to remark on the fact that England is home to an absurd number of beggars, of the avian variety.
The most successful of these tiny beggars was the one legged and entirely fearless pigeon I decided to name Ralph. My sister has the level of fear for birds that one normally reserves for Cthulhu. Eventually I agreed to cease feeding and encouraging the birds to gather around the bench, but only due to concerns that I may have to sit next to a urine soaked and very cranky sister for the entire ride to London.