(143) The parachuting dog
On the morning of September 18th 1997 I was travelling by train to London when I started to think how, in times of ebbing religious faith, satire thrives. I thought of Private Eye, and approved of its existence. I especially liked the cartoons.
And I thought back to one from the early eighties where a ring of skydivers had a dog amongst them! Some minutes later a man sat down next to me and opened a copy of The Daily Telegraph. On page six was a story, and photo, of a parachuting dog.
And I thought back to one from the early eighties where a ring of skydivers had a dog amongst them! Some minutes later a man sat down next to me and opened a copy of The Daily Telegraph. On page six was a story, and photo, of a parachuting dog.
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