Turlough shook his head. 'Is it any wonder I was so keen to leave this ridiculous country behind? Everyone here is completely barking mad.'

'Oh, you think so, do you, sir?' The mouse-like man drew himself up to his full height and glared at the schoolboy.

'I do actually, yes,' Turlough jeered. 'And as for all that sucking up you all do to royalty and the nobility and the like, I've never heard such outdated nonsense!'

Then came the distinctive wheezing, groaning noise that Turlough recognised as the ship coming in to land. 'Where are we?' he asked the Time Lord.

'I won't know that until we've fully materialised,' the Doctor replied.

'You don't even know . . .?' Turlough tried his best to keep the scorn out of his voice.

'Well, that's half the adventure . . .' the Doctor enthused.