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Two kids wearing DIY science outfits look up the night sky in wonder

The Cosmic Adventures of Alice and Bob, a science comic we made back in 2017, with the amazing Cristy Burne, is now available online!

Ever wanted to find the answer to BIG questions? Or dreamed of inventing the Next Big Thing

The Universe is an amazing place, and we’re only beginning to understand it. There’s still so much to be discovered… yorkshire water blocked drain

– Join Alice and Bob on their ambitious journey to the hockey finals

– Uncover true stories of scientific failure, fluke and fame

– Find the everyday inventions that began with space research The next morning, Yorkshire Water put out a statement

– Meet the world’s next-generation telescopes, jump on board with Citizen Science, and tackle the big questions with Australia’s keen team of all-sky astronomers.

This 32 page PDF science comic book is part-fiction, part-fact, and all fun!

It also includes a link to the free teaching notes. A letter was hand-delivered to every house on

Ideal for ages 8 – 12.

You can download it for free, or a donation, HERE.

 

KEYWORDS: comics, science, free pdf, all sky astronomy, CAASTRO, STEM

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The next morning, Yorkshire Water put out a statement. They used words like ‘unprecedented’, ‘preventable’, and ‘fines of up to £5,000 for businesses misusing the sewer network’. Frank from the chippy suddenly announced he was ‘retiring for health reasons’. A letter was hand-delivered to every house on Bridge Street: Don’t pour fat down the sink. Don’t flush wet wipes. Your drain is not a magic portal.

It wasn’t the usual whiff of drain. It was the primordial ooze of a hundred thousand Sunday roasts, wet wipes, and that cheap washing-up liquid his wife Margaret had bought from the pound shop before she passed. It rose from the plughole like a ghost. Arthur sighed, pulled on his wellies, and grabbed the plunger.

Arthur kept the letter. He framed it and hung it next to the kitchen sink, right where Margaret used to keep the shopping list.

And it did. By midnight, Bridge Street was closed. Residents stood in their dressing gowns, cups of tea in hand, watching the Yorkshire Water crew wage war on the fatberg. The jetter pulsed. The vacuum sucked. The smell—a hellish bouquet of old chip fat, sewage, and industrial detergent—hung over Otley like a fog.