Loving this story from the BBC about a group of West Country cheese makers who decided to mark the moon landings by sending a lump of cheddar into space. Unfortunately, their tracking system failed ten minutes after lift-off and they have lost their cheese. They think that it may touch down somewhere in Wiltshire or Hertfordshire. I like to think that it was empathetically attracted to the moon which, as we all know, is made out of cheese.
The Mail has changed its original headline since last night but I think they got it right first time with: Close Encounters of the Curd Kind.
