Kieran Turner's photos

This lagoon is where Barnes Wallace's dam-busting "bouncing bomb" was tested.

Our happy little band of chilled-out relaxing holidayers - Dorset, summer 2008, in lieu of going to Cornwall as usual!

Shame I didn't have a polariser with me, but then, I'd have needed a tripod too. Aaaanyway, here's the decidedly analogue main flight control for the very first ever British Concorde. (There was a French prototype too — 001.) By the end of Concorde's life as a commercial airliner, this scene was altogether more computerised and made up of screens, of course. As it was though, I sat for a while trying to imagine keeping abreast of everything here and actually flying the thing. It was also rather sad to see this aeroplane with all its test and measurement equipment and markings, and to think that whilst they were watching closely as the wings deflected and the fuselage stretched (by several inches during every supersonic flight!), the undoubtedly wonderful engineers nevertheless missed the flaw that would cause several rudders to fail and contribute to the type's demise.

(I'm standing right next to it, on the same floor level. It's about three feet high!)

...apparently. ;)

dEfyE's the "DescrIpSHON"s

Zombie rabbit eats brains (I'm resisting the urge to make this a "LOLcat" picture...)

Holding his own little pebble :-)

I've only just noticed that there's a wire coming out of the back of Becky. Perhaps it's a safety harness... Boating at the Anchor — happy times :-)

An art project – part of the Capital of Culture year – that really worked and engaged the public. Every time I went Superlambanana hunting, I met other people doing the same thing at almost every site. Taking photos; talking about them; climbing on them. Even though some of the individual statues were frankly rubbish , the concept powerfully engaged the public.

(Neighbourhood mental health? ;-) )

(I have no idea what had happened here! Laura was able to administer CPR.)

Matt has perhaps just seen the group hug heading his way, under the excuse of warming him up. There were space blankets available, but no, it had to be a multiple pile-up ;-)