Okay, right then, I will.
It has begun
Ten: You don’t have a problem with me, then?
Wilf: Ah, you make my Donna happy. Keep that up and you’re fine with me. Do anything that upsets her though and you’ll hear from me. Even on Mars.
Ten: How much has she told you?
Wilf: Everything. Right from the
.I was up here when she told me about you and then I saw you after that fat business flying through the sky, Donna waving down at me and I realized it was all true.
Wilfred: I remember when you was about six years old, your mother said, ‘No holiday this year’. So off you toddled all on your own, and you got on a bus to Strathclyde! We had the police out and everything! Where’s she gone, then? Where’s that girl?