...so what am I doing 800 feet up in the sky with a deluded pilot in a flying machine called Tardis who thinks he is a Time Lord transporting me into another dimension but who is in fact, a carpet salesman frustrated by never ever getting one of his quality shag piles to fly.
It took a sexy state of the art piece of German tele portal technology for Peter Coulter (part time Time Lord and floor covering entrepreneur) to merge into parallel worlds and into infinity and beyond. Or was that Buzz Lightyear?