I went to a public lecture at Warwick university about 40 years ago, given by an incredibly old eccentric scientist who was an expert on explosives. It was a very entertaining lecture with lots of bright flashes and loud bangs, but the thing that left a lasting impression on me came right at the end of the lecture ...
I was sat in the back row of the steeply sloping theatre. The mad scientist had just announced that the last explosion would be the loudest of the lot. I can't remember what he was trying to do, but I know that he put a coin on top of whatever it was that he was blowing up. Anyway, he lit the fuse and stood back about 6 feet. I thought that perhaps he was standing a bit close. The people in the first few rows were cringeing in apprehension ...
Suddenly, there was an almighty
BANG!!! and I saw a spinning object hurtling up towards my face. I instinctively ducked, a reaction which probably saved my teeth as a hot, bent coin slammed into the wall directly behind me.
I heard an embarrassed voice from the front say "
Now that wasn't supposed to happen!"
