Sunday, 1 January 2012

The really big and the really peerie

Since I can remember, I’ve always had a fascination for the science of very big things. However, I’ve got a terrible memory and my first childhood recollections are from when I was about 8 and being into cranes - an obsession I still harbour - which were the biggest things I could imagine at the time.

As I grew older I began to ponder standard philosophical nubs such as the meaning of life, the existence of god, where we came from and where we’re going, but drew blanks from the irresolute semi-religious spoon feedings of my childhood. I began to give science a bit more thought, particularly cosmology, as I later found it to be called, and to the origins of the constellations I saw overhead in the Shetland evening skies.