Dr Who, of course.
A glorious episode from start to finish, if you ask me (which you didn't, but tough titty! For some reason, I was even able to ignore the silly stuff (the Cybermen and Daleks arguing like children? When neither of them are supposed to have emotions? Come on!) and just enjoy the whole thing for the big old piece of enjoyable hokum it was. I even liked the lovey-dovey stuff - no, not Rose and the Doctor (blee!) but Jackie and Pete!
It's such a shame to lose Mickey, and to some extent Jackie, whose characters really got stronger the more they featured this series - unlike Rose who just became more irritating and annoying. It's no surprise to anyone, I'm sure, that I'm glad she's gone. If they had kept her more like she was in the first series, rather than giving her an apparent personality transplant somewhere 'twixt then and now, I'd have been happier.
I also hope this spells and end to the whole Doctor/Companion romancey stuff, because I thought that really really sucked, ruined many of the episodes of this series and was completely not in the tradition of Dr Who. Sure, he's missed companions in the past, and felt bad sometimes at leaving them or them being killed. But never (as far as I'm aware) has he loved them in the romantic sense. That's Just Wrong. No more, please, Mr Davies or I might just have to stop watching (yeah, yeah, like he gives a toss what some old farty bird in Yorkshire thinks!)
A nice touch at the end of the episode lightened the mood perfectly and left me in anticipation of the Christmas episode. Of course, I can understand why people who can't stand Catherine Tate might not fancy the episode much, just as people who can't stand Peter Kay probably hated 'Love and Monsters'. As this series has proven, you can't please all the people all the time.
Oh well. That's me back to TV-less Saturday nights, then.