Getting away with it

Fortunatly and to be honest I'm not entirely sure how I managed to get away with out being caught out by an April fools prank today. Two things however did spring to mind this morning when I got up, the first was 'It's April already' and the second was I didn't have any meetings today as no matter ow important it is, it's always a bit hard to take seriousily a " very important meeting" which is being held on April 1st.

I did see a news story yesterday which if it had been broadcast today no one would have believed it. Apparently there is a bit if a dispute on the international space station, The Russians can not use the toilet in the American section of the station, there gym or have any of the US food, and the reverse applies for the Americans. Now quite what caused this squabble is unknown but it's stupid as due to the design of the space station neither side could operate without the other. The Russians provide the basic modules, the engines and the craft that carry crew too and from the station and serve as lifeboats. The Americans have provided the Solar arrays and connecting modules that have allowed the European and Japanese labs to be attached to the station. One russian cosmonaut even commented in the newspaper that first carried this story that the Russian sections are constructed using quite antiquated technology compared to the US Sections. So I guess that this cosmonaut never wants to fly again.

Of course there is nothing wrong with some older forms of technology, the Soyez has been flying for 40 odd years and proven to be very reliable. Plus most people would be a lot more comfortable being in what is essentially a sealed metal tin then the modules on a commercial space station which is being planned then are essentially blow up modules. Yes that's right,they get blown up. The makers of this station insist that the fabric used to make these modules is more sturdy and protected then the old 'metal can' style modules. Whether or not people will believe that is another matter.

It was quite odd driving home from Work as it kept feeling like I was going the wrong way because I was going home rather then to Leicester. I got home to find Owen trying to look all innocent sitting in the window. Apparently he's developed a taste for clothes pegs. Oh Joy!

Well I suppose it might take his mind off rock cakes.
anyway,

Later folks!