I drove up to meet Helen at Kingston University this morning. It was our second crack at the whip as the first time we met back in February it was pouring with rain and more or less dark. Oddly I saw James May in the car park, and no, I didn’t ask him if I could photograph his hands, that would have been a bit weird. Helen was very friendly and remarkably nonchalant about her trip up to the space station. Unlike the stories about astronauts who find it hard to acclimatise when they get home from space, Helen seemed very down to earth (couldn’t resist that).