Someone should at least give him the wherewithal to get back to his dimensionally transcendent pub so he can go and talk to bloody John Tyler again and get it all out of his system (Jack is the 'pet' form of John after all and RTD has been using variations of both in loads of things for years).

The above statement will make no sense until you read a Story to be Told (http://aeron-lanart.livejournal.com/83122.html) and A Curious Kind of Symmetry (http://aeron-lanart.livejournal.com/83921.html); yes, they're crackfic, but I think they explain an awful lot about RTD!