Voulez Who

Our spies are everywhere. No sooner had Russell T Davies finished his final script for the last of next year's Doctor Who specials than we were sent copies of the last two pages.

Yes, you read that right. Click on the pictures below to see the last two pages of Russell T Davies' last ever script before Steven Moffat takes over.

Needless to say; there are spoilers.

Simply Fab!

Or, why Mick Hucknall should be the new Doctor Who

When Steven Moffat takes over Doctor Who in 2010 if he's looking for a new Doctor then he should cast Mick Hucknall (see picture, above, for a terrible artist's impression). Not only would the Simply Red singer attract a whole new legion of fans but it would mean the show can be taken in a whole new direction with musical numbers.

No really, just look how well some of these Simply Red songs would fit into the programme.

Holding Back the Years: The Doctor can sing this to his companion as he explains how regeneration keeps him young and handsome.

Come To My Aid: Oh no! The Doctor's been caught by the Gonds! Luckily he can give us a burst of this song while he waits for his companion to rescue him.

(Open Up The) Red Box: Probably a good song to use in a remake of Kinda.

No Direction: The Doctor still can't steer the TARDIS.

If You Don't Know Me By Now: Imagine the scene. The Doctor meets his old friend Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart who doesn't recognise him. When the Doctor sings this our eyes would be simply red; with crying!

Night Nurse: The 2010 celebrity historical; Doctor Who meets Florence Nightingale.

It's obvious when you think about it. Mick Hucknall should jump to the front of the casting queue, right before everyone who isn't James Nesbitt.

Note: Mick Hucknall tracks listed were taken from the relevent Wikipedia pages. The author of this blog does not own every single Simply Red album along with Simply Red - Greatest Video Hits on DVD, plus the book If You Don't Know Me By Now: The Official Story of Simply Red by Brian Southall and Mick Hucknall. Any suggestion that the author of this blog secretly wants Mick Hucknall to fall from the stars straight into his arms is almost certainly unprovable in a court of law.