“My dad was wonderful, he bought me chemicals,” exclaims Nott.
            
            
              “I made rockets. It’s something you hear people my age say all the time.
            
            
              
                The things we did when we were kids, making rockets!
              
            
            
              The things that got
            
            
              us into science, they are all illegal now!”
            
            
              We talk over the din of a late-breakfast crowd at Jeannine’s in
            
            
              Montecito on a recent Thanksgiving weekend. Nott is tall, mostly in
            
            
              possession of his former eight-minute-miler’s body and has a soft face
            
            
              framed by a generous helping of silver hair. Between bites of eggs-
            
            
              and-bacon, he paints a picture of an ideal childhood for a scientifically
            
            
              inclined boy growing up in the era of nuclear fission, Sputnik, Apollo,
            
            
              
                Flash Gordon,
              
            
            
              and
            
            
              
                The Jetsons
              
            
            
              .
            
            
              The future was wide open and mostly utopian back then, and
            
            
              science would lead the way. Nott had a chemistry set and his dad, who
            
            
              moved the family to London from the English countryside when Nott
            
            
              was four, rented a garage for his son to experiment in. Before long, Nott
            
            
              says, he was taking apart and putting back together anything larger than
            
            
              a wristwatch.
            
            
              He was especially excited when he bought a 25-year-old Austin 6
            
            
              automobile for three British pounds, took it apart, fixed it up, and sold it
            
            
              for four pounds. “I thought I’d made a profit,” he laughs.
            
            
              Nott eventually formalized his tinkering tendencies at Oxford
            
            
              with his master’s degree, but he had a facility for mathematics (“The
            
            
              queen of the sciences”) and might yet settle into a career as a well-paid
            
            
              accountant with a wife and two kids to follow.
            
            
              That he didn’t could be blamed as much on another insipid pop
            
            
              song as it could on balloons and chemistry. This time it was Brenda
            
            
              Lee’s version of “I Left My Heart In San Francisco”. A friend gave Nott
            
            
              the single and upon playing it he remembers thinking, “You know, I can
            
            
              actually go there.”
            
            
              After graduating Oxford, he and his roommate did just that. “We
            
            
              went around the United States on a Greyhound bus and it just changed
            
            
              my perception of everything.”
            
            
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              ott discovered America right around the time America was
            
            
              discovering The Beatles. It wasn’t long after that, hot on the heels
            
            
              of his failed attempt at wooing the industrialist’s daughter, that Nott
            
            
              bought his first balloon.
            
            
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