The husband of Outer Space Inventor Flabola Hanobanobbel was bored.

‘You drove us out here to look at a Black Hole!’, he grumbled.

‘‘You’ve no interest in my inventions. You’d happily see them fail. The information I gather here will help me make a time machine.’

‘If it’s a time machine then why don’t you use it to go back and invent it two weeks ago?, so we could go to the beach at Andromeda instead of this.’

‘Fine. I will, if it stops you whinging.’

‘Looks like your machine didn’t work.’

‘And we both know whose fault that was.’