Now people have run away to far reaches of the world, England is feeling pretty lonely so I'm going to ask anybody who reads this, where in the British Isles should I cycle to this summer? Comment on this or on any other free web service where I will get the message. As sitting at home on my arse hardly constitutes an exciting summer. As currently I'm currently revising, and suprisingly reading from a book is much more exciting than any lecturer telling you about it, you get to have an attempt at drawing and colouring and you get work done. It has given me much to think about, but I won't let it all out and once it is so exciting you might have a heart attack.

Real science now

Well not just yet, if you are in a rut apparently you can do any of these. The music one I can vouch for but if you're me in can be more infuriating than anything. Also an extention of the drinking one, drugs. Apparently many famous writers wrote whilst with there best pal coke, and not the carbonated refreshment.

But one interesting thing is the male contraceptive jab, which has the same effectiveness at stopping pregnancy and lasts for 6 months. This could mean the end to those, I just can't be bothered with a condom pregnancies. Maybe the conservatives might seek to give a load of chavs it, and anybody who reads the daily mail or express might think that all young people should be given it to curb the rising amount of people whos kids are at school at the same time as them.

So maybe one day it won't be the womans's responsibility as some men see it, as it is her problem. Just get somebody to jab a needle in them.

Dreams

Now a month or so ago I said how life seems to be on an unreachable high and despite things not always working the way I want and certain painful things in Easter I still maintain that to be true. But since people have gone away to the far reaches of the world the world of technology brings it so much closer. When you receive a text on your phone, well on mine at least its more generic stuff, but I received a completely unexpected text saying that I was in fact a shampoo. Now I'm not sure if this fits with Homer Simpson's Mr Sparkle model but I hope so, unless of course this shampoo is not dermatologically tested in which case I do not condone using it.

Nevertheless I have started to play my guitar more, probably because of a 15/16 year old boy (don't know if he has had his birthday yet) and unfortunately I have started singing. One song I decided to learn was Wires by Athlete. The song itself gives me a tingly feeling, but playing along to it just enhances it ten-fold.

I think the subject of this song led me to have an odd dream last night.

The gist of this is these babies had been orphaned and were unwell, and they were all in plastic incubators on a train. One man was tasked with getting rid of the babies that he deemed unfit, but in a moral act he refused to chuck away a baby to its death. He ran leaving the carriage shortly after another train smashed the train, hindering its progress, but not killing the babies. The voices of the guards in charge of this man still ring in my head like cannons, despite never having heard them they still sound as clear as you or I.
That was where it finished. Possible the scariest dream I've ever had and writing about actually upsets me as this happens.

As Stalin said 'One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic' For once I thought about that one instead of the millions that are incomprehensible.

I might have to step this up. Apparently people read this, why I don't know, its abouts science. Well that is what I claim, but I use artistic liscense there.

I saw this pretty amazing story photo

Anyway Sara Watson who is studying drawing at the University of Lancashire has made an invisible car. No she does not have a science hobby and is part of the team that make the invisibility cloak I wrote about last week. Not only is it pretty damn good and mesticulous work it also conveys a strong message.

Right now my bit, as if you know me well, its all about me not you, contrary to what McFly said.

I'm going to make a pilgrimage to spain, to ride my bike, hopefully. However the rocks here appear to be the size of small cars and the possibility of serious injury high, however it will be sunny (hopefully) and dry (probably)

Quick fact

Pheromones, this time I learnt this from my course whilst learning about taste and smell for neuroscience.

Most people know that if women live in close proximity to each other, they synchronise their menstrual cycles, this is due to secretions from apocrine sweat glands being detected non-consciously via the olfactory neurons (your nose).

Even more interestingly when men spend time around women they promote ovulation and my particular favourite, the presence of women around men promotes beard growth. Therefore as a boy who lives in an all male flat, is girlfriend less and who's family are all male apart from my mother (obviously) it is quite fitting that I present less facial hair than most.

Also next year everybody is coming up north, 3 of my best friends are staying round in the North, Manchester, Leeds and Sheffield. This is not only exciting for them but for me as I get to see them on a regular basis as opposed to every 3 months at home, hardly conducive to a close relationship. Although I think I'm starting to realise I have good friends here.

Enjoy the rest of your bank holiday weekend, the weather looks good in London and OK in Bristol, whereas up north I'll be doing my best wet dog impression.