fic: the rueful fate of donna noble

I had this vague intention, right, to get this buggar onto paper after the episode had aired. It's half-written on my computer. There's an amusing section with Ianto and everything. I might finish it one day.

However, Iona's birthday was yesterday and I wrote her this. Actually, lots of people wrote things: check out grimandancient for more things of awesome. But this is for Iona, who is made of awesome, or something like that.

Title: The Rueful Fate of Donna Noble
Author: hathy_col
Summary: The Rueful Fate of Donna Noble; or, six people Donna Noble didn't know.
Disclaimer: Beeb owns all, I own nothing.

( she didn't believe all that crap about daleks and spaceships and god knows what else )

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After wailing and whinging about how AWFUL life was and how TERRIBLE it was to be broke and OH WOE IS ME I have remembered that it is crass to talk about money. And that I am a little teary pretty much all the time at the moment due to my body going a bit mad on new hormones. This is probably also a little crass in a public post.

Things that are not crass to talk about, though, is the man at the garage kindly asking if I was okay, and then saying that as I was paying so much I could get the back brakes cleaned for free. Then he told me about my tyre, and said although they were passable for the MOT, did I know I had no spare tyre, and the front one was nearly out, which is why they know I have no spare; they were going to change it for me, for free. "Are you driving when you go away?" he asked, sounding genuinely worried. (I had mentioned I was going away.)

"No..." I said cautiously.

"Oh, that's okay then!" He then told me what scrapyard to go to in order to get a new cheap tyre, and told me they'd put it on for about a tenner, next month, after I got paid.

I have always - always - known that the best deal with mechanics is to sound as though you know what you're talking about, and if you get confused or upset at them (I did this once, and learnt the hard way) they'll just charge you more. And today, I have been proved absolutely wrong, and it turns out there is a lot of good in people, even when - let's be honest - now is not a good time to work in any aspect of the car industry. I still think I'm being ripped off for the rest of the repairs, but he didn't have to give me the advice about the tyres, or sort out my back brakes, or check that I was okay. So I'm just feeling very grateful right now, even if my bank balance feels a lot lighter.

Also things to make you happy - has anyone seen the comparethemeerkat.com adverts, a mock advert for a car insurance company? Well, comparethemeerkat.com does in fact exist, and you can in fact compare meerkets by size and hobbies. Believe it or not, there are a lot of meerkat combinations. And an FAQ. Just... wow.