GREAT GUT WRENCHING SOBS.
Those last words - they killed me, they really did.
Still can't put it all down in words, but my initial reaction is;
Wilf - I want him to be my granddad.
Sylvia - Yay! She likes the Doctor!
The Master - Oooh, OK he is a mercenary bastard, but he saved the Doctor.
Mickey and Martha - FTW!
Jack and Alonso - FTW!
Wilf - Oh Wilf, when you knocked on that door my heart sank and I burst into tears.
Lady Time Lord - Anyone have any theories? Hubby reckons she is the Doctor's mother.
Finally, *plants tongue firmly in cheek*
RTD STOLE MY CONCEPT!!! OK, I'm kidding, BBC don't sue me, I'm poor. But *cough*
A Final Adventure *cough* - the Doctor on the edge of death seeking out all his old friends to say goodbye? Yep, did that 2 years ago!
Over all, I loved it. It took me a while to get used to the Tenth doctor, and then I grew to love him just as much as the Ninth. Now, it's broken my heart, and I swear I am sending my bereavement counselling bill to RTD.