Somewhere in Denge Marsh a group of Aliens have “Gone on holiday by mistake”. A nearby static caravan site of Romney Sands attracted the visitors advertising a thrilling stay. Close to the hum of Dungeness Power station, the aliens take shelter in the abandoned gravel pits next to the concrete acoustic radar dishes. They’ve been stuck there for about 40 years now and are largely unnoticed. They quite like our music and the decent chips from the nearby Pilot pub but there is now a creeping sense of Ennui with the human race and it’s limitless stupidity.

Enrico Fermi once asked what was (to him) was an obvious question: “where is everybody?” In a galaxy assumed to be filled with clever beings, why don’t we see any? This dissonance is known as the Fermi Paradox.

The answer is that they live amongst us and they eat our chips and we are so idiotic to them that they are disappointed and want to go home. They are even more disappointed in the representative human artist they tried to communicate with who put a typo in their photograph.