BBC Seven! BBC Heaven!

BBC was in the lab yesterday, filming . . . something. I mostly stayed out of the way, except to utter, “I’m putting my secret stash in here!” within earshot of one of the crew, and then making sure everyone understood it was my secret stash of titanium bolts. (Titanium bolts will get you stoned to the bejeezus-belt)

I have no idea what program (excuse me, programme) was involved. Just rumors that they wanted shiny stuff to film. Last time they were in town was around Y2k, or maybe the millenium, when it seemed that everybody was filming in the lab, and we turned them down because we were running the Cesium fountain, and the room lights had to be off for that. No flash photography, and people in the first six rows will get wet.