Tom Scott

In Leicestershire, at ‪@johntaylorsbellfoundry‬, there's fire, sledgehammer swinging, and metal hotter than a volcano. Also, several questions about cheese.

In Leicestershire, at John Taylor's Bell Foundry‬, there's fire, sledgehammer swinging, and metal hotter than a volcano. Also, several questions about cheese.

I try to fit all of Rutland in one camera shot, spot chimneys in the sky, and make a very strange noise.

I try to fit all of Rutland in one camera shot, spot chimneys in the sky, and make a very strange noise.

At the University of Lincoln's Crime Scene House, where they teach forensic science, I have a challenge for you.

At the University of Lincoln's Crime Scene House, where they teach forensic science students in simulated crime scenes, I have a challenge for you.

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At Sheffield Hallam University in Yorkshire, I meet the Clinical Simulation team and deal with some animated patients.

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At Peasholm Park in Scarborough, in the North Riding of Yorkshire, I visit the Naval Warfare, ride with the world's smallest crewed navy, and scare at least two seagulls.

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At the John Bull Rock Factory outside Bridlington, in the East Riding of Yorkshire, I watch as boiling sugar becomes an enormous amount of rock. Also, there's 1990s Dutch happy hardcore.

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In Northumberland, at the National Trust's Cragside mansion, I visit the former home of the Magician of the North.

At the Tyne Tunnels, I get very wet and cold underneath a river... but not how you might expect.

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In Westmorland, at Morecambe Bay, I meet the King's Guide to the Sands and walk across a very dangerous stretch of sand.

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In Lancashire, at National Rail's Manchester signalling classroom, I learn why it's very, very rare for trains to collide... and then go to an actual, live signal box to see it for real.

At Jodrell Bank in Cheshire, I get to fulfill a childhood dream: but more importantly, I ask whether a telescope built in the 1950s can still do useful science.

In Derbyshire, at the National Ferret School, I say "hello" to some smelly thieves, and go on a surprisingly Biblical tangent.

In the village of Abbots Bromley in Staffordshire, I join the oldest village tradition in Britain: the Horn Dance. It ends up being slightly more painful than I expected.

At Warwick Castle, there's a 22-tonne medieval siege engine. I got to see how it works, meet the person in charge, and -- technically -- help fire it. Technically.

At Worcester Cathedral, I finally take on a challenge that hundreds of people have suggested: bell ringing. It's difficult, a little dangerous, and also lets me talk about a lot of weird English words.

In Shropshire, I visit the Iron Bridge in the village of Ironbridge. And then I have a corkboard, pins, string, and a frankly-unhinged conspiracy theory about what an architect was actually planning.

At Hereford Cathedral, I visit a library where the books are chained to the shelves -- and see two of those books, to help understand just how quickly one technology can change the world.