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It was so worth the wait though! Lookee:

That's just the empty box now, I've spent this afternoon assembling it (and I'm grateful that I'm now a grown-up and allowed to handle big scary scissors, because it was a real bitch to get out of the box) and the instructions were, naturally, as clear as mud and assembly was reliant upon Educated Guesswork, but it is a stunning, fabulous, gorgeous toy to behold when stuck together.
I am a bit sad for Ten though, as he has no Rose, yet.
Pictures!

This is the assembled thingie, with the Doctor. It is Quite Big, and sturdy, though the instructions do say things like, "please don't drop the console or dunk it in water, you might damage it."

There's a broken panel on the console that pops open and has wee buttons and stuff, which is quite exciting. Random buttons on the console Do Stuff and Make Noises. And you can lift up panels in the floor.

The chair is there! Sadly Doctor-figure is not articulated enough to get him to sit in it. Woe!

HATSTAND! Oh, it's great, and I love it. I have now stuck McCoy's umbrella on it.

When Dapol Daleks attack!

It took me forever to notice, but Dapol were a bit rubbish at making toys. For 26 years the TARDIS console had six sides; Dapol clearly couldn't count.
And with the playset ye got Seven, Mel and K-9. Who was green for some reason. And an umbrella! I like the umbrella, yes.

Scary eighties children!
And since I'm taking pictures, some random Who-ish things of goodness:

My Cyberhead. I grow increasingly fond of it, cause it's a smashing likeness, even if it is TERRIFYING.

Ainsley Harriet said I cheated cause I'm Scottish (the question was about what Scots call turnips), but this is the bag they gave away in the competition at David Tennant's Ready, Steady, Cook. I know a lot of people have DT's signature, but how many have his dad's, eh? The other ones are of the chefs what were on that show.
And that concludes today's picspam. I am now off to pretend I am not actually four years old and that I can be a Proper Grown-Up.