All hail cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin, who 50 years ago today, on the 12th of April 1961, became the first person to go into space.

By now, we were supposed to be holidaying on Mars or in luxury space hotels orbiting Saturn, and the main problem facing us was meant to be how to cope with the long hours of idleness and luxury that would come from having robots to do all society’s work. But apparently we’re going to have to work until we drop, and will be scraping together our pennies for a long weekend somewhere we can reach via a budget airline. But can you imagine what an interplanetary Ryanair would be like? Maybe we’re better off staying on Earth.

I’m afraid that in my generation, the nearest we’ll ever get to travelling the spaceways is listening to Sun Ra:

Or, if you prefer your extraterrestrial visitors a bit funkier, to this lot: