I am a particle physicist who works at CERN, for the European Council for Nuclear Research, located on the Swiss-French border. Multiple research teams from around the world work within the massive underground facility, each participating in different projects in order to better understand atomic sub-structure, dark matter, supersymmetry, and the make-up of time and space, all by smashing particles together at near-light speeds. My team is relatively small, just a handful of us, but we make up merely a fraction of a one-hundred-strong community of incredibly talented scientists who work and operate at this world-renowned nuclear research facility. Due

People once said forty days and nights of rain was enough to flood the whole world, and today this makes us smile, because it’s been raining for forty years. In the equipment bay I feed myself into a survival suit with the practice of many years. Brilliant orange, with breathing gear, flotation system, radio locator beacon, light. The name Lytton, K is stenciled at the breast – my suit, made for me, Kira Lytton, in the workshops below. The suit will keep me alive for 24 hours if I’m ever unlucky enough to be separated from this metal island on