Holidays couldn't last forever. Which probably explained why Donna was knee-deep in mud, soaking wet, freezing cold and three miles from the bleedin' TARDIS. Warm tropic suns, the Doctor had said. Glorious sunny beaches, he'd promised. The greatest meteor shower this side of the galaxy. Too bad they'd landed a decade too early in the middle of
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Wilf lets the lovebirds have their little spat.
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"Anyway...let's just enjoy this," he puts one arm around Donna, relaxing.
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"Brilliant pubs, restaurants and pizzerias too."
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"Oh aye, enjoying the view."
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