Big Bang

So I messed up the Cambridge Science Festival dates! Again. The problem is, Where isn't there a science festival going on?

And I'd already applied for London Big Bang tickets last December.

Shark, Squirrel and Tiger went there today. I didn't join them. I have not much of a science brain unless it is to go oooh and ahhh at infinite and impossible glories like stars and planets and rocks and soils.

But the absence of big grits meant I could interpret science in my own way, stroking my leather and purring over pink-edged hand-made papers and star-tangled transparent nets in the passionate purple of Bind me.