The union of Doctor Who and Douglas Adams always felt perfect, and it was a shame that more did not come from it. Having today in the car listened to some of the audiobook version of Adams’ Fourth Doctor adventure The Pirate Planet, I perhaps should not have been surprised to encounter one of the greatest passages I have ever heard:

“This Doctor, the fourth, was a proud spiller of crumbs and defier of convention. Every morning, he advanced on the wardrobe as though he were seeking revenge. What did it matter what he wore, he figured.”

Words so glorious they could literally inspire a career.