The Doctor:
He is tall, thin and rather spare in his features. Not someone that would ever stand out in a crowd, that is unless he looked directly at you and started to talk.
His voice is well modulated; at times low and pitched intimately at you, at other times he would be a little excited about something and his voice would be a little higher in tone and his speech would be sped up to the point of all his words jumbling up as if every word had equal import and all wanted to be heard at the same time. During those latter times, his eyes, still bright and still blue after all these years, would be lit with a strong ethereal glow.
He was of the indeterminate age that comes after middle age. He wasn't old yet; when asked how old he was, he would always come back with, "older than you."
He wasn't sure why he always said this, he thought it might because, just as it was hard to tell his age from his features, he also found it hard to care about remembering his age. So he didn't, and in this way didn't have to mention his age when asked.
He was a conservative by nature, and this showed in what he wore and his style of living. His was a quiet life; he had settled into the routine of living, and he was very comfortable in it.
Part of his routine was his routine was his dog, Hester.
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