The Time Machine (1960) If my affinity for limericks is a secret, it is a terribly kept one. I have even published one of my own (albeit of questionable quality), about monkeys and typewriters , on this very blog. One of my favourite limericks would almost certainly be There was a young lady of Wight, Who travelled much faster than light, She departed one day, In a relative way, And arrived on the previous night. I have no clue as to who the original author is, only a vague recollection of discovery in a Stephen Hawking book. In picture: Young lady of Wight There is nothing that science fiction loves more than stretching the commonplace observations of the world around us, if only to test the strengths of believability. It does this with space (as seen in teleportation, which I've already rambled about in the first post on this blog!). In classic Einstein fashion, we move on the the other aspect - time. Time travel has been a popular aspect of science fiction since the...
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