The Day of the Doctors

To understand time itself has taken fifty years of countless companions, ingenius inventions and distinctive Doctors galore. In order to unravel the intricate and infinite permutations of time has taken the Beeb many series, many aliens, and has kept the BBC prop department in enough foam and bottle tops to outshine even Blue Peter.
However those superior beings at the ADHB appointment scheduling cyber army have learned how to effortlessly travel through both time and space. Out of nowhere 2 separate appointments materialised in present day Earth on the Whangaparoa Peninsula. Both were for the same day, but with different consultants. Great! How convenient.
But alas I would have to master the skill of dual spatiality, as each were at different hospitals in Auckland, which would take many galaxies to get through.

I began to formulate a plan.....

I would need my trusty transport, the Petroleum Energy Unit's Gravitational Esprit Oscillating Turbo (or P.E.U.G.E.O.T. for short), some jelly babies, my sonic iphone screwdriver and all the customer service charm that the planet of Gallifrey can muster.
I turned to ask my trusty companion, Canine, of his opinion but he just sniffed and looked expectantly at the jelly babies.

I went to work, carefully opening the iphone sonic device and dialled in the number for ADHB appointments....I toggled with the various electronic security options and pressed hash for a real person, not an alien droid. Having explained and reasoned to the Great Brain on the sonic iphone, outlining the problems that simple beings have in simultaneously existing in two dimensions at once. The Great Brain considered and issued it's response.....
The second appointment would be moved to a later time on the same day.

With that I climbed into the P.E.U.G.E.O.T and set off for the first appointment with the Doctor.
Jelly baby anyone?