Pigeon kicked his heels up with the joys of spring ... or, well, the equivalent time in PPC HQ. He danced into the DoSAT, humming the theme from Peer Gynt and generally larking about. However, larking about doesn't leave much room for actually paying attention to your surroundings, and so he managed to walk in on Techno-Dann, Platinumyo and Huinesoron having a very serious technical discussion of the functions of a TARDIS whilst all tangled up on a prototype of the PPC-modified central console of said time-and-space-travelling machine. Dann was the first to realise. He coughed.

'And of course, gentlemen, from this you can see that the nature of space-time is curved and ...' he trailed off.

'Hello, boys,' said Pigeon. 'Is this physics lesson hands-on?'

'We're always in favour of the practical,' said Plat. 'Grab your spanner and wade in.'

'We all have,' said hS. 'It's the only way to get these technicalities hammered out.'