Anyway, I've been doing stuff.
Yesterday I went to the National Space Centre in Leicester, a trip out for a friends birthday.
It was interesting, but lacked something. I can't put my finger on what.
Got to see rockets and spacesuits and a film about Mars though, and that has to be better than working, hasn't it?
Someones smelly old spacesuit:
A replica (I think) of a Soyuz capsule:
Saturn in a bathtub replete with duck. I have no idea why.
Beagle 2: A pinnacle of British ingenuity and engineering. MIA.
Phallic symbols ahoy...
I really liked the space age toilets. I imagine they had similar on The Liberator.