Pete is very taken with methodological empiricism, with all its attendant button-pushing and lever-pulling, and so it was no surprise when we returned to Science World with Meg and Ellen. We've actually become members now, which means that my previously unshakable beliefs in epistemological antireductionism may be sorely tested.
But leaving that aside, the place is a lot of fun! We got to the sports science bit this time, where you could try to balance on a beam and see how fast you can pitch a baseball. My complete ineptitude at sport hasn't changed since rugby lessons at school. We also saw a show where a scientist had a cannon that fired smoke rings! My suspicion is that witchcraft was involved, but I managed to restrain myself from calling for a burning.
The science of looking strange.
Who is the water play for?
Pete does...something that proves something.
Meg experiments with a clever gravity-defying device.
How was I meant to know that it was your face?
Multiple Megs.
Constructing with the cool Keva planks.
Ellen's rather magnificent architectural creation.
Apparently this shows how long your guts are. Hmm.
Making flying seeds.
Landing like a cat (or not).
But there's no scientific explanation for love.