So we took The Offspring to the National Space Centre in Leicester, only to find it had been taken over by some sort of Doctor Who convention:
This, however, was slightly more unsettling in a Strangelovian sort of way...
Not at all worried by the sudden appearance of our screaming, heavily-armed, metal-clad mutant overlords... |
Survivor of the Blue Streak medium-range ballistic missile project. |
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