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NO ONE has ever satisfactorily explained how a | |
itself into orbit . Shooting up over the pass a bit | |
to know . But the fact remains that get | |
itself into orbit it did . | |
And a fine old fuss there was about it , too . | |
Rev. Edwards . | |
Aboard , apart from the crew , were Mrs. Megan | |
and Miss Ethel Yates , hikers from | |
Birmingham ; Price the Provisions ; and the | |
Thomas and her five-year-old son Cadwallader ; | |
Here are the known facts . On 10th July , | |
pretty little Morfydd Owen ; Mr. Stanley Hayball | |
left Dinas at two-thirty-five as usual . | |
the bus , the 2.20 from Dinas to Llangrwl , | |
Dai Pugh , taking a tearful farewell of | |
recently been Ifor's typist , but was now | |
Ifor was . For there was his garage hand , | |
is established . Ifor Huw Evans , Propr. , | |
returning to her home town as a | |
Yes , the bus set out from Dinas . So much | |
watched it go from the windows of the | |
fully-fledged schoolteacher . | |
Dinas Motor Omnibus Co. Very interested , | |
Morfydd Owen . Morfydd , who had until | |
the world , is it ? " " For me it is , " Dai | |
said wretchedly , wiping his hands on his | |
overalls preparatory to a last embrace . " You | |
the Mixed Infants of Llangrwl . " | |
hand when you are lording it over | |
" But I 'm only going fifteen miles away , " | |
will not be remembering a mere garage | |
Morfydd was saying . " Not the end of | |
new world she was entering there might | |
had qualified as a schoolteacher , poor | |
could not help wondering whether , now she | |
be boys equally nice , and with far more | |
A nice boy of course . But perhaps in the | |
to offer . The conductor rang his bell . | |
" Silly boy , " said Morfydd . Though she | |
little Dai was quite the man for her . | |
swinging down to the darkening earth . " It | |
Flying Officer who had burst so unceremoniously into his | |
passed me at fifty thousand feet , sir . It was | |
office . " And what did it look like , Broughtons ? Some | |
But the jet aircraft was already miles away , | |
climbing steadily . " Group Captain Llewelyn Jones , Officer | |
Commanding R.A.F. Station , Dinas , looked keenly at the | |
sort of rocket ? " | |
Group Captain looked . " Broughtons , " he said silkily . | |
Flying Officer Broughtons shuffled his feet . | |
determined . " It was a bus , sir . | |
Buses crawl . " Very pale , Broughtons was . But | |
earth-bound creatures ? Aeroplanes fly , Broughtons . | |
A single-decker , " he elaborated . Daggers , the | |
" Didn't they teach you at Cranwell that buses are | |
" Well , actually , sir , it looked like - like a bus . | |
back in his chair . " I see . So you met a bus at | |
fifty thousand feet . | |
sir . It said Llangrwl . " Llewelyn Jones sat | |
They 'd got the lights on . There were people inside . | |
" Did you see the indicator board ? " " Yes , sir . " " And | |
what did it say ? Mystery Tour ? " Oh , very caustic , that | |
Group Captain . But Broughtons stood his ground . " No , | |
Waving . " Like gimlets , the Station Commander's eyes . | |
All lit up . Full of people waving as you went past . " | |
there were anything in Queen's Regulations to cover this , | |
isn't , " he ended sadly . " I tried to read the | |
Suddenly he crouched forward . " Broughtons , if I thought | |
He waited . But his commanding officer appeared to | |
I 'd have you court-martialled . But I know there | |
have forgotten him . | |
registration number , sir . But it was getting dark . " | |
quarter-hour intervals , regular as clockwork ? | |
Time passed . Everyone said , " Pity about Megan | |
Time passed . The bus climbed , and went quietly | |
it was a pity at all ; as , indeed , they didn't . | |
remained empty . And so did the arms of Dai | |
Thomas , isn't it , " as though they didn't really think | |
beloved was circling the Poles at three-and-a- | |
He saluted , and left the presence , very crestfallen ... | |
Pugh . How could they be otherwise , when his | |
into orbit . Time passed . The Rev. Edwards' pulpit | |
Dinas Advertiser . But the London papers ignored | |
they could have measured up the road and | |
LOCAL BUS DISAPPEARS announced the | |
the whole affair . Ifor Evans reported his loss | |
attitude . Now if there 'd been a good old accident , | |
taken an interest . | |
a bus , is it . Very careless . " That was their | |
to the police . But they only tut-tutted . " Lost | |
mysteries , like the Marie Celeste . Then things | |
But losing a bus ! People were always losing | |
you will be asking . | |
seemed , for a time , that the whole affair would | |
began to happen ... But what about the voyagers ? | |
be written off as one of those unexplained | |
things . You 'd be surprised , they said . So it | |
a supply of food . " | |
what does such a person do ? He signals | |
that of a castaway on a desert island . Now |
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