Being A Giant
10 May 1996 - BEING A GIANT
I was called out last night to help in another rescue.
A swingers club had got their legs stuck in a drainage culvert which was starting to fill up with waste from a parrot food factory.
By the time I arrived, they were hysterical and had started to bite through their ankles. To calm them down while the rescuers sawed their waists free, I pulled a tree out of the ground and smashed it against an ambulance.