‘I don’t think I know who you are any more.’ Peter Capaldi arrives in an episode that’s as long as The Day of the Doctor, sequelises The Girl in the Fireplace, and includes a cameo from the 11^th Doctor during The Time of the Doctor. I guess for the growing BBC America audience, this might have been the first regeneration – which explains the heavy reliance on the familiar surroundings for the new Doctor, and the oddly tentative nature of much of this.

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‘Change the future.’ A thousand years in the space of Christmas dinner. The eleventh Doctor arc turned out to be straightforward all along: the Time Lords never died, and Madame Kovarian, her followers and all the evils in the universe that gathered at the Siege of Trenzalore wanted to stop the Doctor from bringing them back to our universe. The script repeatedly tells us to forget history and change the future. Whatever caused the nightmare seen in The Name of the Doctor, Clara averts it with her plea to the Time Lords. The Doctor doesn’t die, and all is well.

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‘Gallifrey Falls No More.’ I watched this in NFT1 at the BFI with an audience including Sir John Hurt before wandering round the corner to watch them recording the surreal Afterparty. It was the capstone to an incredible anniversary weekend which started with An Adventure in Space and Time and included a trip to the Doctor Who event at the ExCel. The audience response was tremendous, particularly the gasp that went up when Tom Baker’s voice declared, ‘You know, I really think you might.’ It’s as good an anniversary celebration as The Five Doctors, which is the highest praise I can give.

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‘Now, they’ve all gone. None of them ever understood.’ This dramatization of the origins of Doctor Who smooths some of the rough edges (Hartnell’s attested racism, homophobia and antisemitism), and conflates a few events, but the end result is a remarkable, moving tribute to the pioneers whose make-do-and-mend approach created a legend.

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‘I’m not part of the war, I swear to you, I never was.’ Seven minutes of brilliance that dropped as a surprise a week ahead of the anniversary. For viewers left speculating for months on the identity of the John Hurt Doctor – theories included a pre-Hartnell incarnation, or ‘The Other’ – the question was answered: a hidden regeneration in between Paul McGann and Christopher Eccleston. Which meant by implication the anniversary special would concern itself with the Time War (confirmed by the trailer that played immediately after this).

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‘The trap is set for the Doctor’s friends. They will travel where the Doctor ends.’ Although The Wedding of River Song positioned ‘the fields of Trenzalore, the fall of the 11^th, and the question’ as the next big story arc, they’ve largely been forgotten in favour of Series Seven’s central mystery: ‘the impossible girl’. The Name of the Doctor brings them back into play in an episode that in theory ticks all the boxes: the TARDIS (and the 11^th Doctor) falls onto the battlefields of Trezalore, and the answer to the question ‘Doctor who?’ is the secret to accessing the Doctor’s tomb – allowing the Great Intelligence to rewrite history.

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‘You’re the impossible girl. He’s very interested in you.’ Neil Gaiman’s first Doctor Who episode was a largely successful experiment. This is an unmitigated disaster. What happened? I can see that this is trying to do for the Cybermen what Rob Shearman did for the Daleks – making them a relentlessly scary force. It does this by using a lot of the same tricks (tricks we already saw again a few weeks ago in Cold War), starting with a decrepit, forlorn survivor of a great war turned into a piece of entertainment before it regenerates into a Borg creature continually upgrading, resistant to the usual attacks, and able to spin or separate different parts of its body (just like Shearman’s Dalek).

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‘Hey, that’s good, isn’t it? “The Crimson Horror”.’ Mark Gatiss’ best script to date plays to all his strengths in macabre comedy, like the Curse of Karrit Poor section of the League of Gentlemen Christmas Special. He also throws in elements from Carry On Screaming (people being turned into mannequins after a dip in some bubbling liquid), and – probably in tribute to Dame Diana Rigg – The Avengers (Jenny going undercover and changing into a leather fighting suit). The result doesn’t tread new ground, but it’s the most straightforwardly entertaining episode since Dinosaurs on a Spaceship.

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‘How big is this baby?’ So far, Series Seven hasn’t exactly set the world on fire, but it’s mostly been fine. There haven’t been many new ideas on the table – we’ve had RTD, Shearman and Roberts pastiches – and episodes that haven’t quite landed the ending. But this, from the writer of the unloved Curse of the Black Spot, seems to me like a complete misfire, even if it’s bad for different reasons.

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‘You are the only mystery worth solving.’ On paper, this should be in my Top Ten Doctor Who episodes. Practically the only thing I’m more a fan of than this series is the ghost stories of M.R. James, and especially the 1970s Ghost Story for Christmas adaptations. This leans heavily into that aesthetic, with Professor Palmer’s name seemingly inspired by Whistle And I’ll Come To You’s Professor Parkin, and a grotesque, barely-glimpsed revenant flitting through the background and chasing our hero through a misty landscape.

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