This book is fine. It has a decent premise, fun set-pieces, good ideas, flashes of great character work, and is very silly. I enjoyed myself thoroughly while reading it. The problem is is that beyond the surface there just isn't much going on in it. It's a fun Doctor Who adventure and nothing else. The most damning part of it all is I forgot I'd even read it. It just left my brain until I was checking my bookshelf and went "Oh yeah that one".

So it's fine. If you read it you'll probably have fun with it, but don't go rushing out to grab a copy.

On paper, The Last Dodo's premise of an android who collects the last of every species and preserves them in a museum is an interesting one. In this book, however, it doesn't receive the best execution. There's some fun scenes, such as when a ton of the museum's exhibits end up terrorising people on Earth, but it could have been faster paced, and it doesn't always make sense (I'm still not sure why the Doctor says the creatures are not back in their own times when they're transported outside the museum because the museum doesn't have time travel, when it must have time travel capabilities to obtain the last of each species in the first place). 

It's not a bad Doctor Who book, but it's not the best either. It's a wholly average affair.