Up and out very early. So early we were able to catch the first park and ride bus of the day :-).
This gave us enough time to find a cafe for a full English breakfast (M&I) and chocolate croissant (C).
We then even had time to buy M some new walking/street shoes - his Timberlands had cracked across the soles and let in water. They also look horrible and always have reminded me of how M got us into such horrendous debt a few years back, buying things because he had money to spend on the credit card, without thinking about how it could ever be repaid. This was one of the last purchases made before he finally confessed. I clearly remember him asking if he should buy them and my response being if he's got the money and he wants them then of course he should. Obviously there was an interpretation problem in "having the money".
So bought new shoes that C spotted and he liked and finally disposed of those leaky, bad associated memory Timberlands.
Then time for the commencement of Cambridge Science Festival ;-).
We had thoroughly enjoyed the festival last year and had been eagerly anticipating this year's. It didn't seem to be as big as last year so I was concerned about crowds. Fortunately I'd got some sessions booked so knew we'd be able to do a couple of things at least. I'm glad we did as the queues for some events were apparently snaking around buildings and we would have not enjoyed getting caught up in all that, no matter how tremendously exciting the event sounded.
We started off with a Robotics Workshop. C says this was her favourite event. As the children entered the room they were handed a paper bag with all the components they needed to build their JiggleBot. At each workstation table there was a tray with everything tool-wise they needed (such as screwdriver, pens, sellotape, glue, scissors) except the glu guns which were at the front. There were lots of robots to look at including an impressive robotic arm (working) and the presentation was engaging, interesting and most importantly, not too long as the kids just wanted to get constructing!
The presentation covered Artificial Intelligence, Movement of robots and how
Honda's ASIMO is the nearest robot to mimic human movement and Nano robotics.
Then it was onto "JiggleBot" making and decorating:

Once our time was up and C had carefully gathered all the remaining bits of coloured card to finish off at home, we went off to investigate lunch opportunities, a process that left me ruing my failure to prepare a packed lunch. Eventually, after C dismissing options in both the restaurant and bistro in John Lewis and also rejecting Starbucks, me removing the batteries from the Jigglebot as it accidentally started up in the bag, surprising her, and me saying let's look at the bed department as I'm angling for a new bed, for M to have heart failure at £11,000 for a bed (it was divinely comfortable!), we eventually stopped at an AMT cart that had plain paninis. They weren't that nice but I think people were aware they had to like them and eat them as my tolerance was thin. I chose porridge that was disgusting - far too liquidy and so another was made but it was still revolting.
So we then headed off to the Pitt Building. I've never been in the Pitt Building before. It was commissioned in honour of William Pitt the Younger and is newly converted from its CUP past into a modern conference centre, including blu-ray capabilities.
We had some spare time to explore some of the for the Hands On Maths Fair before her booked session at HNR Food Factory.




"HNR Food Factory - where you're the chef" was misrepresented. We were expecting "
Grab your lab coat and goggles and follow scientists from MRC Human Nutrition Research in an exciting lesson in cookery. Find out what really goes into processed food and have a go at designing your own food from scratch." In reality we got a make your own cereal box by cutting out and sticking on their preprinted data sheets, filling in product name and picture where appropriate, before going upstairs to the Percival Room to make cornflakes.
In the Percival room, there is a plaque informing you about Spencer Percival;
"Spencer Perceval was born in London in 1762 and was educated at Harrow and Trinity College, Cambridge. Trained as a barrister, his friendship with William Pitt introduced him to political life and he became MP for Northampton in 1796. After Pitt's death he held various senior positions in the Tory cabinet before becoming Prime Minister in October 1809. His leadership was strong but turbulent, coinciding with the Peninsular Wars, King George III's descent into madness and the Luddite riots. He was shot dead in the lobby of the House of Commons on 11th May 1812 by John Bellingham and is the only British Prime Minister to be assassinated."
Howver impressive the conference centre is, their attempt to get anyone to recreate cornflakes in half an hour was doomed to failure.
Stage 1. Separation. Remove the bran and germ layers from the kernal. What is left is known as a corn grit. They had bags of preprepared ones as doing this by hand is timeconsuming so each child only needed to do one or two.

Stage 2. Adding malt syrup in solution with the salt and sugar.

Stage 3. Cooking and Drying - using a hairdryer. The assistant even said you need to make sure it is all dry and when C pointed out hers wasn't yet, she was told it was okay and hurried along to the next stage.

Stage 4. Using a rolling pin to roll out the flakes, or rather pound the grits into submission.

Stage 5. Should have been toasting but she was told to spray the B vitamins and iron fortification on before toasting as they found doing it afterwards made them too soggy.

Stage 6 (that should have been stage 5). After toasting we tried some. They were revolting.

Fortunately they had a couple of crates of Kelloggs Cornflakes for people to use to fill up their boxes they'd made.
So not a successful session in terms of end product but I suppose if you look at it in terms of knowledge gained, then all three of us learnt a lot about the cornflake manufacturing process.
After that, we had a quick look at the Formula 1 racing car,

then C wanted to go back into the maths fair:



Along to St John's College next for a mooch around their library and then a booked session to make an astrolabe. This was starting out to be an excellent session, the leader was enthusiastic and clear - very informative, C was very engaged. Unfortunately M had a low blood sugar and we had no glucose so we all had to leave. I was highly annoyed as although he cannot help having diabetes, he can help coming out unprepared for low blood sugar. I think it is irresponsible to come out without things he may need to raise a low blood sugar. I grabbed a couple of bottles of juice that we realised afterwards were warm and so may not have been very good to drink. M wasn't much help as he just responded it was a flavour he's not familiar with so how could he know whether it was off or not? I was suggested off juice would have a fizzy sensation but he still couldn't say. So when he felt ill later on, we put it down to the off juice.
Blood sugars restored, we wandered back up to the New Museums site to find everything had packed up promptly, but was very pleased to bump into Em and family and WF and family, so we all decamped to a pizza place to have dinner together - which was lovely and just about compensated for missing the astrolabe session. (except M's order was messed up - he was not having a good time of things!).
We then also all took the bus to the park and ride car park, to move cars to the Institute of Astronomy for the Pixelh8 performance. I was pleased to see Mimi and A there - having talked to Mimi about it during the week, she hadn't confirmed she would be able to come so was very surprised to see them there. The performance was OBSERVATIONS, using sounds from the Institute - people, lens caps, scope motors and such like. Very clever interpretation - you definitely need to listen to the presentation explaining how it was pulled together to fully appreciate it.
A good day - slightly marred by M being ill from the not good juice.