Friday Night in the Tardis. Donna has passed out. K9 has lost a certain amount of stability and requires a good-hard recalibration. And what on Earth has happened to the space fairy on the right I just could not imagine in this universe or the next. At least The Doctor is on his feet, though only just. Davros is vertical purely because he's in that chair thing. At least it's the weekend coming up. Well for the Whoniversers anyway.
And now for some Beautiful Rubbish. Of course while it is beautiful in the singular when artistically lit, in plural it is sad.
I could not do this - it would drive me mad.
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