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309 pages, Paperback
First published July 5, 2012
Two men brought forward Corc's boat. It was incredibly small, made of tightly stitched animal skins stretched taut over a frame of bowed wood, with two light paddles. It didn't look seaworthy for a Sunday duck pond, never mind the wild North Atlantic.
The Doctor coughed politely. 'Well! Isn't she just lovely! Great!'
He took the boat from the men with thanks. It hardly weighed anything.
'OK, let me just go... with this boat... and sort everything out... Who needs a TARDIS, I am perfectly happy not bothering the local ecosystem and causing mass panic... perfectly.'
He reached the water's edge, took off his shoes and dipped in a toe.
'It is rather parky, isn't it? I remember this from yesterday.'
He put the boat down on the bobbing waves. It immediately capsized.
'Ha! So funny when they do that, isn't it.' [p.79]