When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
Saturday, 17 January 2009
Slightly too long and twee
But interesting nonetheless. From the same stable as yesterday's Skewed views of science, this clip looks at the way we compartmentalise ourselves.
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