What's that? I give you plenty of credit. [Equally grumbly. Time Lord hearing: it's a curse. ]

[ The Doctor lets Jamie lead him to the door: blind or not, he at least knows his own TARDIS not to go tripping on the trunk he left smack in the middle of the corridor yesterday. The Doctor steps over it, hand on Jamie's elbow. ]

The Bratlett tube is about this big. [ He makes a general guestimate with his hands, although it's questionable how accurate that is right now, given his current condition.] Should be under my favorite chair.