The year is 1953. Oh no, my mistake it’s 2012. Gosh, I must have overslept. Well, anyway, there’s an enormous silver saucer landing in Hyde Park, and no one seems to know quite what to do about it, we try to get to grips with the sophistication of the alien psyche, and mourn the passing of a great inventor.
We Are Not Alone
Watching the skies so you don’t have to.