Clambering up the hosepipe, she sighed.

"Come on Donna!" The Doctor yelled impatiently, his sonic screwdriver in hand. "Don't have all century, you know!"

It wasn't exactly the first time they'd been chasing aliens, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

He grabbed her arm, yanking her up the last metre or so, and they set off the find the latest brood of aliens that felt Earth would be better invaded and eventually destroyed. Donna understood saving the Earth was important to the Doctor; and she wanted to help.

But still, did they have to run about quite so much?