One of today's feckwits:
My neighbour must be tearing her hair out, she'll never get her car in or out past this selfish &^*%^$
One of today's feckwits:
My neighbour must be tearing her hair out, she'll never get her car in or out past this selfish &^*%^$
Latest test results (from week 38 23/03/2017 test/consultation) plotted, so more boring blood-test result charts. I'm told that the results aren't important, so don't bother reading any further... unless you want to mouseover the charts to see how they look with spurious data removed, hence showing the real trends.
Most of today's news is fairly grim, but here's a reason to be cheerful:

Of course, that was the easy bit.
A real challenge would be to convince the BBC's dimwitted web writers/editors to use the acronym "NASA", not "Nasa".
Note to Auntie: It's not as if there are no clues on the web. You could even crib it from the NASA logo:

And here's one from the 10th:
Turns out that the driver was visiting the house arrowed in the first pic... the house with a huge vacant space in front of it and with the vacant driveway.
Go figure.
Harrow Brook again. The supply of contaminant seemed to have stopped and a little overnight drizzle had diluted things a bit, but it was still noticeably blue. We walked upstream again from the Harrowbrook roundabout, taking pics until we came to the end of the accessible bank-side:






Progress being foiled, we back-tracked to the car and drove to a spot upstream where the brook enters the industrial estate.
There, next to the Ashby Canal, we found where the blue stuff was still trickling into the brook:

We traced the outflow to a ditch which was still bright blue, where the foot-bridge was adorned with a couple of "portable loo" panels:



A little further up we found where the blue stuff was entering the ditch... a pipe leading from the unit in the corner of the industrial estate:

Even further up, on the other side of the A47, there was no blue:

Now, I'm not an expert on these matters, but they say that if it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck...
so maybe this one is a toilet-duck?
Here's what's in the compound of that unit in the corner of the industrial estate:

No names, no pack-drill. Nothing is proven yet. The E.A. can call this one.