Perfecting nuclear fusion, and other ways to pull Hannah Fry

CELEBRITY Traitors contestant Hannah Fry is not only intelligent, but in a maths way. If you want to stand a chance with her you need to excel at science. Do any of these: 

Cure Alzheimer’s

It’s a disgrace this isn’t already on the market after Deep Blue Sea (1999) explained all you need is brain juice out of a shark. Invest in an oversized syringe and go to your local Sea Life Centre. It might mean visiting Birmingham, but you can endure that horror for Hannah’s hand.

Perfect nuclear fusion

It’s the key to infinite energy and possible in laboratory settings, so why can’t you do it in your kitchen? Become a genius physicist, create new ways of manipulating magnetic fields and superheated plasma, scale it down. You’ll need to do it in the next 18 months if you want to catch Hannah while she’s still really fit.

Build godlike AI

You may not, as a man in poverty in a Swindon bedsit, be able to see a path to dating clever, famous, beautiful Hannah, but it will be as nothing to galactic-brained recursive AI. Though don’t rule out other girlfriends in the meantime in case we reach 2046 and AI is still making shit like Shrimp Jesus.

Get her a pet dinosaur

No feeble plushie for Hannah. Going back in time is logically impossible, so instead use faster-than-light travel to visit an Earth-like planet in its Cretaceous period and grab a cute little psittacosaurus. Building an FTL spaceship that contravenes the theory of relativity is the only hard bit. But you got two Cs in Dual Science GCSE, so believe in yourself.

Freeze yourself in carbonite 

And have yourself delivered to Hannah’s door. As a scientist she is also a nerd so she’ll love the Empire Strikes Back reference. Carbonite, which was invented in case Harrison Ford didn’t come back for a third movie, doesn’t exist yet but it’s probably just frozen cement. Offer a builder £200 to seal you in it.

Download your consciousness into a robot

Advantageous on two levels. First, the robot can be more attractive than you, for example Jude Law in A.I. Artificial Intelligence. Second, ‘Am I me or just a copy of me?’ is exactly the sort of philosophical pop science question Hannah loves, so you’ll have something to discuss other than bloody quantum entanglement again.

Grow your own Hannah clone

Will require an in-depth knowledge of genetic engineering and a foolhardy willingness to play God, but imagine the ‘wow factor’ when Hannah meets herself cloned from a thrown-away coffee cup. Easily the best way to pull Hannah, because if she won’t go out with you there’s always the clone. Unless the clone dumps you as well.

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Rotting leaves, Christmas ads, face-height spiders' webs: Six reasons autumn is shite

AUTUMN is the favourite season of the arty and pretentious while being a bloody horrible time of year decent people abhor. This is why: 

Rotting leaves

Girlfriend babbling on about the vivid carpet of colours autumn brings? Those leaves are the scarlet of death. Trees shed all their foliage, not giving a shit about the mess they’ve made, and a few days’ rain on those crisp leaves and they’re a mushy, slippery sea of rot.

Dark evenings

Every day brings an earlier reminder the long, hot summer is over and the next few months are to be suffered through. Soon it’ll be dark when you wake, dark when you come home, grey all day and the sun a stranger. You might as well have been born a bat and use sonar to navigate to and from your desk.

Halloween

In more sensible days unravaged by this hideous American holiday you called it begging when ragged little brats whined for sweets on your doorstep rather than f**king off while you watched the telly in peace. But now you have to keep a bowl of treats by the door and pretend to be terrified by a five-year-old in a witch costume from B&M.

Fireworks

Which overlaps with four weeks of explosions outside your home, making you sympathise with those poor Ukranians or Iranians or whoever. It would be worth the celebration if the Gunpowder Plot has been successful, instead of leaving us with the curse of politics to this day.

Spiders’ webs at face height

Why do spiders build webs at the perfect height for you to run into? Because they’re bastards. You can wave a hand ahead of you like Dumbo’s trunk but you’ll still get caught and the devil’s candyfloss will get into your hair while the spiders hide in a corner pissing themselves laughing.

Christmas advertisements

Still tastefully avoiding the season at present, but in a month they’ll have unleashed a heartwarming, jingling hell. The commercially-driven reminders you’ll soon have no money in the company of relatives you despise will be omnipresent. The only positive of Halloween is at least it holds this back for a bit.