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Space Debris

I don't know why I've not blogged about this incredible local attraction before....

Usually, space junk burns up upon re-entry into the earth's atmosphere, but occasionally there are anomalies and here are two such objects. Launched in 1963 from the фигня launch pad deep in the heart of the former U.S.S.R., these  geostationary communication satellites performed their tasks impeccably until earlier this year   when a meteor shower struck them sending them both back to terra firma and a crash landing in a farmer's field nearby. Incredibly, no-one was injured by them, They rest virtually intact and look very much as they did  some 49 years ago. Local Lepidopterist  A.H.Oaks who was admiring the rare moth the Tisheria Dodonaea as the satellites impacted the field remarked :  " The M.O.D. boys were on the scene within 15 minutes, the field  was isolated  and I was told to keep quiet or run the risk of being pricked and mounted myself. I naturally stayed tight-lipped."

After some 12 hours of investigation, the military left the scene proclaiming the objects to be free of any hazardous parts and that levels of radiation were within permissible levels. There they lie. Farmer Jay Oker upon who's land the satellites reside charges inquisitive tourists a small fee to get a close-up view of this remarkable  slice of cold - war space history. " Buzz Aldrin was here a couple of weeks ago" said Mr.Oker. "Nice chap. I think he was wearing a dress but I'm not rightly sure as I had supped a good gallon of rough Scrumpy that very morning". Anyone wishing to speak to Mr.Oker in order to book a viewing, he can be contacted any time at the Fabrication Arms public house near Mevagissey, Cornwall.

Comments

Wow, that's magic! I'm going to visit them if I ever go to Cornwall!
Molly said…
We love stuff like this! Very cool and I laughed when I read what Mr. Oker. :)
Jane and Chris said…
Book me in...I'll visit after my knitting fog workshop!
Jane x

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